May 13, 2010

Adolescence


The best years of your life.

Through Darkest Adolescence: With Tongue in Cheek and Pen in Checkbook
1962, illustration by Susan Perl
from Children's Illustration

9 comments:

Steph(anie) said...

Takes me back. And I was in school 30 years after that was done. Oh, their skin, oy.

May said...

HA! Sometimes when I'm walking past Leon (high school) it's all I can do not to stop some of the kids and say, "It gets better, I promise." But I'm not ready to be that crazy lady. Not yet.

Ms. Moon said...

I AM that crazy lady. I just avoid driving past high schools.

B.E. Earl said...

Wow! That looks almost exactly like Peter Bagge's stuff on "Hate"!

ZenGato said...

The best thing any adult ever told me was my dance teacher at 14 assuring me that it was a lie, it WOULD get better and the best years would happen after high school, not in it. I have never felt such relief.

downtown guy said...

Steph: my skin is still like that sometimes.

May and Mama: I know the feeling.

BE: everything builds on something.

ZG: wish someone'd told me.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

Yeah, they were certainly the best years of my life. NOT.

downtown guy said...

Exactly!

Steph(anie) said...

Oh I hear you about skin... I thought that shit was supposed to go away after we turned 19. What the hell?