When you were 17.

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Originally Posted by Teacher

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And I have to agree. I had fun when I was a teenager, but there isn't enough money in the world to get me to do it over again.

When I was a teen, my only responsibilities were paying my insurance and for gas. Even the smallest relationships and crushes were Big Deals - mix CDs and dates and etc.. Everything was momentous, whatever literature or philosopher I was discovering was something new.

The rational assessment is that being a teenager sucked and the above leaves out the everyday hassles of parents, teachers, bosses, cliques, heartbreak, et al. - but there is a certain seductiveness about the kinds of freedom afforded to even a working-class American teenager.

I was a junior for much of the year:
Drove a beater F-150 with a 5.0, no heat and no air - my method of leaving the school parking lot was to just drive over the medians and sidewalks when lines backed up.

I took my SATs as a sophomore and could get into almost any state school I wanted, so
I quit even pretending to give a **** about school. Had a single-digit grade in honors Trig that the school made disappear so it didn't **** up their numbers. Schedule consisted of AP liberal arts electives, lit mag, newspaper, Academic Decathlon.

Weekend teen punk shows without proper soundmen - somehow lucked into holding on to my hearing.
Relatively little drug and alcohol use at that point, all told. I was listening to a lot of hardcore and the Straight Edge **** rubbed off on the edges.

Bad teenage sex semi-regularly.

Hurt my knee attempting to skateboard


Tempted to say that if I knew then what I know now (the world doesn't reward you for unfocused, raw intelligence) I would have studied hard and gotten a full ride somewhere and followed my plan of political science to law school. But really, be an anarchist **** up helped me discover some things. I'm happy with who I am - more money would be nice, but I don't care about douchebag fripperies.

Honest to god, I love the age I am now, wouldn't want to be anything else. I'm still at a age where stupidity is entertaining. Thankfully I have about a year left.

Originally Posted by bigbris1

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If girls looked the way they do now I would go back in a heartbeat.

you know, if I looked the way I do now, I would go back in a heartbeat.

Originally Posted by ConcernedParent

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Honest to god, I love the age I am now, wouldn't want to be anything else. I'm still at a age where stupidity is entertaining. Thankfully I have about a year left.

Hell man, I'm 39 and stupidity still entertains me to no end.

Originally Posted by ConcernedParent

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Honest to god, I love the age I am now, wouldn't want to be anything else. I'm still at a age where stupidity is entertaining. Thankfully I have about a year left.

Yeah, that doesn't really go away.

Yeah...pretty rough.

stupidity will always be entertaining.

Originally Posted by AntiHero84

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Yeah, that doesn't really go away.

Originally Posted by Thomas

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you know, if I looked the way I do now, I would go back in a heartbeat.



Hell man, I'm 39 and stupidity still entertains me to no end.

Originally Posted by shapiros

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stupidity will always be entertaining.

Your own stupidity?

I was acing high school, pretending to be a Randian objectivisit, playing guitar in an experimental noise band, reading rudimentary books on occultism, smoking dope and beginning to fall in love with Beethoven, Wagner and Bach.

Originally Posted by Sherman90

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I was acing high school, pretending to be a Randian objectivisit, playing guitar in an experimental noise band, reading rudimentary books on occultism, smoking dope and beginning to fall in love with Beethoven, Wagner and Bach.

You got a lot of swirlies?

Four hours a day in the practice room. Music classes, English classes, ensembles. Starcraft. I miss those days and the two-dollar shampoo.

When I was 17. . . wow, that was just a couple years ago. That was the final 'push' for good grades in High School then applying to many colleges. Not a very fun part of my life, but it's paying off now in college!

17 was by far the worst year of my life. i doubt things will ever be that bad again, so that's cool.

girls, loud system, cross country, djaying. no bills, was loving life.