"Done with high school," says CrAbby in her car. "It's over." "I just can't believe it's over," says Saran-Wrap. "There's no real end," says Kaytee. "You know, unless I --" and then she strangles herself, indicating that there's no real end except for death. Man. I dig Kaytee the most.
Montage over, we move on to Pueblo's personal segment. Pueblo's saying that there was a whirlwind of problems at the last moment; all small, all petty, and BOOM it just exploded. He and his mother had a huge fight and that was it; he was kicked out of the house. He hasn't talked to his mother for over two weeks, but they're on relatively good terms, primarily because they don't live in the same house anymore. But Pueblo has to return home to discuss the college issue. So, Pueblo comes home for a College Summit with his mother.
Pueblo tries to explain to his mother that the reason he moved out wasn't just because they had a huge fight. "It was because I want to leave," he says. "Not because I don't like living here. I mean, I love Stephanie, and I want to be able to see her, as often as I can. I'm just gonna tell you what I want, and if you can help me, it would make my life wonderful." He loves Stephanie? Just Stephanie? Doesn't he love his mother too? Regardless of what they've gone through -- what a hellish life he's endured due to divorce or whatever -- doesn't he still love his mother? She's his MOTHER. Don't you think she'd like to hear that he loves her too, and not just Stephanie? I mean, if he's requesting that his mother help to make his life "wonderful," would an "I love you" to his mom hurt?
Mama Pueblo goes on to say that Pueblo's dad has proffered up the money for college. They kind of bicker back and forth until Mama says that this money is her money. "Then you keep it," mumbles Pueblo. "I can give you $250 a month," says his mother. Pueblo, looking absolutely forlorn and depressed, his hand entangled in his hair, says, "Mom, if you can give me less than that, then I'll be happy. If you can give me ten dollars a month, I'll be happy. It'll give me some food." "I tell you," says his mother, "$250 a month, that's what you're going to get." "You know what, Mom?" says Pueblo, his voice cracking with emotion. "If you don't want to give me $250 a month, I'm not even asking for five dollars. If you want to give me five dollars, then you're gonna give me five dollars." "Why you be upset?" asks his mother. "Mother, I'm upset for a lot of reasons," he responds, near tears. "I'm upset because I'm afraid of what it is that I'm gonna be doing with my life. Okay? That's why I'm upset."
And I now pass down the edict that Pablo has earned the right to be called by his given name. Anyone who shows so much emotion and pain and confusion while having a conversation with his mother about his future deserves the right to not have a snarky nickname. Yeah, I know he was basically asking his mother for money, but, you know, he's a clueless kid who doesn't know what he wants to do with his life. I'm kinda hoping he gets it together here. Christ, I graduated from The Theatre School at DePaul University and couldn't afford to live in an apartment because I didn't have a damn job, and I had to move home to live with my parents for eight months while I did temp work, and then I got a job and finally could afford to move into my own place. Being clueless isn't a crime. It sucks and all, but it isn't a crime. "Pueblo" will now be known as "Pablo." End of story.