
Remember what it was like to be a teenager?
For some of you it may not be that long ago, for others – well you might have teenagers yourself. If you’re in the latter group like me, that time of your life might only be remembered vicariously through your kids.
Myself? I’ve managed to block out most of the uncomfortable memories and replace them with common pubescent stereotypes. What’s left has been revised with corrective hindsight and the type of wisdom only indicated by grey hair sprouting from my temples.
Here’s the gist: attraction to the opposite sex, mood swings, general angst, a lot of food, a lot of sleep, beer, puberty, something about High School, and attraction to the opposite sex – not necessarily in that order.
If I were to put on my Other Geoff blogger’s hat I’d rewrite that something like this:
It was a period of change – both physically and mentally. I knew being a teenager wasn’t a destination, but rather a mode of transportation from one stage of life to the next – like an uncomfortable late night train ride home when you’re drunk. I was angry and frustrated at the best of times – I wanted to be an adult already but couldn’t help but reminisce about those joyful days of childhood.
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