that's pretty sad.
baby ya hustle. but me i hustle harder.
I never dated in high school. I was in the library crowd, discussed politics at all times, and girls that I liked...I antagonized by debating them in class ALL THE TIME. I was actually bemused when I drove them to tears by tearing their arguments to shreds.
I moved between the emotion of haughty self-righteous debate and deep romantic attractions, sending flowers to the most beautiful women in my class. I didn't really change in college, still very competitive in class debates and wired on coffee. I think that pendulum swings between being so acrid and so over-the-top romantic, plus being smart and assured, is what led so many women to date me in college. They couldn't figure me out...they were curious and the curiosity was the basis of attraction. How could such a romantic guy be so vicious in class debate?
Now, I'm 39. The viciousness has burned away and I don't speak with others beyond superficially. At the same time, the romantic has also disappeared. Inwardly, I've retreated into research. Outwardly, I'm in the middleground now and largely separated from the world around me, with occasional bursts of debate (very rare and only when I get frustrated with the stupidity of those around me).
A relative told me only yesterday, "I feel sorry for you having to live in today's world."
You've just reminded me what my father told me when I turned 18 and became "legal" as well... It was something like this:
"Now that you've turned 18, you are able to go to discos, casinos, drink, smoke, rent a room in a cheap hostel, drive and a lot of other things more, and you know it. The best piece of advice I can give you about that, as your father, is that you must never forget you can also go to jail too, so be very careful with what you do, because it is you who will pay their consequences."
Wise father, huh?