I think 17 is the best age to be in one's life. I know you get to go clubbing and do all that nonsense when you hit 18, but, like I said, it's just rubbish.
Actually, I don't know. 18 just seems like such a common age. Or at least, I have this mindset that a lot of people are 18. I mean, when you're browsing through Friendster and whatnot, you'll see that plenty, really plenty of people are 18; supposedly, that is.
17 is just that mid-point in a teen's life. Totally care-free, just entered the tertiary education sector (for a lot of us), and basically real relaxed and a great time to just do anything you want. And when you're in bed resting, at night or whatever, or just thinking about the day's events and what you'd like to do again, you'll remember that you're 17. You still have loads of time to go off and chill doing anything you'd like many times more.
At 18, you'll be in bed thinking about the same stuff, but you'll remember that instead of having 'loads of time', you'll just be having 'some time' left to enjoy life, ie, a little over a year. After that, you won't be called a teenager anymore.
At 19+ coming 20, life and all its fun stuff seems to end. You're classified an adult. For guys, it's around the time you get conscripted into the army, doing something completely worthless, meaningless, and for many, training to defend (and possibly dying while training, without good reason) a country you have hardly any love for in the first place.
And for the rest of the lucky folk elsewhere in the world (in many countries, though not all), you'll be in university, probably. Though somewhat like high school, you're no longer allowed to slack off and give the excuse that you're just 'being a teen and living life'. You've to work hard otherwise people simply see you as being highly irresponsible.
That's the better of the two likely paths. The other is working. If you work, well, there's really nothing good about that, is there? What kind of job can you do with simply a diploma? Sure, it's possible to make it with just that (and there are SOME people who have), but the chances are just pretty slim, and heaven forbid that I should have to try and make it in life with just a slip of paper from my polytechnic.
Hopefully, I'll get a degree from some well-recognised university and, with a little bit o' luck, make a decent amount of cash soon, migrate out of this shit country, settle down somewhere in Europe, lead a smooth and peaceful life with my family in a little home in the country-side. Well, doesn't have to be Europe. Just anywhere that I can get an autumn scene in the peaceful country-side like that. That's my dream.
17 just seems a better age than 18. I sorta wish my last birthday'd never come to pass.
Actually, I don't know. 18 just seems like such a common age. Or at least, I have this mindset that a lot of people are 18. I mean, when you're browsing through Friendster and whatnot, you'll see that plenty, really plenty of people are 18; supposedly, that is.
17 is just that mid-point in a teen's life. Totally care-free, just entered the tertiary education sector (for a lot of us), and basically real relaxed and a great time to just do anything you want. And when you're in bed resting, at night or whatever, or just thinking about the day's events and what you'd like to do again, you'll remember that you're 17. You still have loads of time to go off and chill doing anything you'd like many times more.
At 18, you'll be in bed thinking about the same stuff, but you'll remember that instead of having 'loads of time', you'll just be having 'some time' left to enjoy life, ie, a little over a year. After that, you won't be called a teenager anymore.
At 19+ coming 20, life and all its fun stuff seems to end. You're classified an adult. For guys, it's around the time you get conscripted into the army, doing something completely worthless, meaningless, and for many, training to defend (and possibly dying while training, without good reason) a country you have hardly any love for in the first place.
And for the rest of the lucky folk elsewhere in the world (in many countries, though not all), you'll be in university, probably. Though somewhat like high school, you're no longer allowed to slack off and give the excuse that you're just 'being a teen and living life'. You've to work hard otherwise people simply see you as being highly irresponsible.
That's the better of the two likely paths. The other is working. If you work, well, there's really nothing good about that, is there? What kind of job can you do with simply a diploma? Sure, it's possible to make it with just that (and there are SOME people who have), but the chances are just pretty slim, and heaven forbid that I should have to try and make it in life with just a slip of paper from my polytechnic.
Hopefully, I'll get a degree from some well-recognised university and, with a little bit o' luck, make a decent amount of cash soon, migrate out of this shit country, settle down somewhere in Europe, lead a smooth and peaceful life with my family in a little home in the country-side. Well, doesn't have to be Europe. Just anywhere that I can get an autumn scene in the peaceful country-side like that. That's my dream.
17 just seems a better age than 18. I sorta wish my last birthday'd never come to pass.
posted by Rizzeich at 11:03 PM
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