What were you like at 15?greenspun.com : LUSENET : Miss Nostalgia Feedback : One Thread
The fact that my brother is now 15 frightens the snot out of me. I keep thinking about all the things I did when I was 15 and the type of person I was at that age. I fear for his innocence.
What were you like when you were 15?
-- suzen (firstname.lastname@example.org), February 19, 2000
I fell in love when I was fifteen. I lost my innocence, in a way. I thought that I knew everything, thought that I was grown up, thought that I was on top of the world. It was the most amazing year of my life -- although damn, i was so naive and self-absorbed.
-- Amber (email@example.com), February 21, 2000.
I was extremely naive when I was 15. I fell in love with a boy that year, and we were together for a year and a half. It was a bad relationship from the beginning. Things didn't exactly work out the way I hoped they would, and we don't speak anymore. He's nearly 21 now, and he's at the University of Ottawa.
My brother just turned 16, and the thought of him growing up frightens me as well. I still can't believe that he's beginning to drive, and that he'll have his full license by the end of the summer.
I can't believe how old we're getting.
-- allison (firstname.lastname@example.org), February 21, 2000.
At age fifteen I had a raging crush on the "older boy" who lived across the street from me. I knew it would never happen, partly because he was eighteen and I was fifteen, but it was always nice to dream.
Two years later, my dreams come true...but the thing is, they're not my dreams anymore.
Never did I expect that "older boy" would make a move on me, even though I'm "in love" with his best friend. The tables have turned...and I never thought I'd ever see him again.
-- Tiffany (email@example.com), February 21, 2000.
I'm 15 right now. I'll be 16 on August 28.
It's been a very shakey year. I know myself a bit better and as along with everyone else seemingly; I fell in love.
Things are okay... just kind of sucky right now because I can't have the person whom I'm in love with.
-- stephanie (firstname.lastname@example.org), February 21, 2000.
Surprise, I too was in love... it was just last year, it was miserable. I couldn't balance anything, I would simply internet all the time.
I thought I was happy and that I didn't need anyone else, but he was too old and just horrible, when I think about it. Then one day I stopped everything, I changed... found new things, small things, and I was suddenly -really- happy, and until then I didn't realise how unhappy I'd been the last year. It was a shocking contrast, and I look back on that last year now and it's just really tragic, because it seems like such a waste.
This sounds sooo corny but I'm sort of glad I went through it, because I'm a lot more relaxed now, because of that contrast... and it feels good now, because I really am happy. I'm just repeating myself here. Ugh.
-- katherine (email@example.com), February 22, 2000.
God, 15! good 'ol IJ! I loved those days. Good question su! I can remember the innocent loves (and mostly unrequited). I remember being cool, even though I probably wasn't, but at least my friends abd I all thought we were. I also remember doing well in school, like it was just another thing, and i loved that time because it was ok for me to be young, to be immature. At 15, you're still a kid, no matter what you think.
-- karen (Karen@kamala.nu), February 22, 2000.
At fifteen i was just really really really inverted, kind of like i am now, just more so, i hated everyone and didn't even have a conception of loving or liking anyone, (I'm not as advanced as the rest of you) and i was always picked on by everyone and everything that moved. So to sum it up, i hated everything. Hated my life, hated my family, hated the world, hated stupid people who were obsessed with shallow things like which boy or girl they were going to date next and such things.
Not too much has changed except that i've sorted out my hate, and have found a medium in which to express and perhaps change it. Oh, and I have a mohawk, yah for me.
-- Chris-toh-Fur (ViCiOuSBoi@kamala.nu), February 27, 2000.
During that whole year, the fact that I was so close to getting a license was killing me. I could barely stand it. But, also I entered high school and noticed everyone (including myself) became a just little more mature than before.
-- robin (firstname.lastname@example.org), February 27, 2000.