The morbid adventures of Minge: 17

Saturday, November 25, 2006

17

Do you ever wish you were seventeen years old again, dear reader?

7 comments:

RIC said...: I'm not quite sure, Minge. Honest, I'm not. In some ways, yes, definitely, but in some other, it reminds me of much suffering I would have to go through again. In the end, I guess I prefer not to be young anymore... Sad perhaps, but true...; 1:22 pm
Anonymous said...: I wish I had the health and stamina of when I was 17.

I don't want the acne, bullying and...well, life of the 17 year old Kapitano.

I was also immensely confused, and probably quite unbearable to be around.; 2:41 pm
Old Cheeser said...: In answer to your question:

In terms of the lack of responsibility, not having to worry about things like paying bills and rent and dealing with "real-life" stuff - yes.

In terms of who I was then - a person rather lacking in confidence, unable to express his sexuality, without that much experience of life and without a partner - no.; 3:13 pm
Anonymous said...: For me, its not so much about what or who I was at 17, it was that my parents were alive/healthy. Thats the part about 17 I would do again.; 3:52 pm
Mr Chalk said...: No, but I understand Annie Lennox does... :); 6:46 pm
Anonymous said...: Only if I could know what I know now.

Then I would do 17 again and have a fantastic time of it.; 7:09 pm
Anonymous said...: Oh dear God no.; 2:48 am

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