Over lunch, my friend and I started talking about our group of friends. I told her about how sometimes I cannot relate to one of my other roommates from last year and it saddened me that we were not able to get as close as I wanted us to. We both saw each other as extremely good friends and tell each other all types of secrets. However, we found it hard to relate to one another outside of things such as boys and clothes, we didn’t have very similar tastes in things.
As Professor Nelson mentioned in lecture one day, our culture is completely made of our upbringing. People of the same social status often times have similar tastes in things. Maybe this was the problem with my roommate and I. She liked light rock music and I liked hip-hop and R&B. I love to wear bright colors and never cared about brand name but she only shopped for clothes from Neiman Marcus. She came from an all girls private school and I came from a coed public school.
Our very obvious dissimilar tastes in life make it hard for us to communicate about things outside of the happenings of our daily lives. As I enter my third year at Harvard, I’m hoping that maybe we can both expose ourselves to things that each other like and gradually become the best of friends. Maybe we will go beyond the stereotype of those kids in Elmstown’s Youth.
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