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Wednesday, April 4, 2007


'The teenage years are the best years of one's life'
Would you agree with this view?


Yes, I would definately agree with the staement 'the teenage years are the best years of one's life'.
So, what exactly makes me feel so strongly about teenage years being the best years of one's life?
When was the period of time when your mood swings so drastically that you felt that it was beyond your control? That it was going to be the end of the world tomorrow? And silly thoughts like self-mutilation comes into your mind? It has got to be during your teenage years. The kind of feelings getting into and out of depressions totally spoil one's mood. But compare it to when you were a child, when the worst case scenarios can be easily solved by calling out to your mother. Next, compare it to adulthood, when these thoughts of doom are so immature and irrational. Definately incomparable.
Teenage years allow you to get 'emo'. It is a period of time whereby you start to understand yourself. The period of time you search for the true you. And, that is where it is the best. Teenage years is the turning point of one's life, once you passed that period of time, your personality, character, behaviour are almost all determined. Throughout the search of one's self, we struggle, yet we get better. So, it is obviously the best time of one's life.
Although some may disagree and point out that during teenage years, teenagers will hurt themselves by cutting themselves. I do agree that this is very alarming and common among teenagers nowadays, but then again, is it not just their way of 'looking for the real self'? It is wrong to do so, but they will learn. The best part is not the self-inflicted injuries, but the process of searching for the real you.
Hence, it is clearly illustrated that 'the teenage years are the best years of one's life'.

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