Remember complaining about the pocket money that your parents doled out to you? How you HAD to make it stretch? Or maybe some of you didn't have the pleasant memory of pocket money. We salute you soldiers and thank you for not robbing me.
Remember that guy or girl that you soo wanted to speak with you but nothing ever came about it? Or the one that actually made your heart krump with joy yet they got tired of you and broke up with you?
Remember who you thought you will never get over it. You would spend days playing moody R&B music involving some guy wailing about the loss of his baby and nod your head in agreement. Maybe even write some crappy poetry about the darkness of your heart.
High School Prom is a distant memory for me. The angst I went through with that is nothing compared to the serious relationships in College or wondering if I would get married. I couldn't generate the courage to ask a gal out to the Prom!!!
High School Prom is a distant memory for me. The angst I went through with that is nothing compared to the serious relationships in College or wondering if I would get married. I couldn't generate the courage to ask a gal out to the Prom!!!
Yet now, I was able to pull a Hot chick all the way from Chicago to be with me in Texas. DAMN, it feels good to be a gangsta!!
When I got my first job, I remember having $100 in my pocket and 10 days before my next paycheck and I had to make it a game to survive with the money in my pocket cuz I had NO choice.
Pocket money sounds sweeet now especially since I know that rent, water, electricity, internet and cable was taken care of my Daddy and Mommy.
Don't get me started on child birth and child rearing.
That is why parents don't understand anymore. There is sooo much stuff that happens to us after 16 yrs that makes our memory of being that young seem freaking angelic. we think back to 15-16 yrs and nothing we went thru compares to the what we endured later.
Don't get me started on child birth and child rearing.
That is why parents don't understand anymore. There is sooo much stuff that happens to us after 16 yrs that makes our memory of being that young seem freaking angelic. we think back to 15-16 yrs and nothing we went thru compares to the what we endured later.
How do u show real sympathy for a little gal that doesn't have ANY idea how bigger the real World is compared to the little one she thinks she has? How do u stay in the NOW when you have been there but seen so much more?
Parents do understand but it is just that they DO KNOW what the kids are feeling right now will be remembered fondly in comparison to what they will deal with later.
Parents do understand but it is just that they DO KNOW what the kids are feeling right now will be remembered fondly in comparison to what they will deal with later.
Now is that an excuse to be uncaring and brusque to your teenagers? No but it does explain why our parents didn't roll on the floor and pour ashes on their head when you tell them that you just got a new pimple right before prom.
Some of you are thinking.. "Prom ke?" Sharrap in advance! You understand what I am talking about.
