The life of a teenage boy
If you enjoy the teenage boy dramas that frequent this blog
then you’re going to love this. Buckle up because we are taking a journey
through the mind of a 15 year old boy!
Let me once again set the scene for you all. I’m sat in the
office, which is right at the top of the house, when the front door opens, the
dogs start barking and in comes the teenager and his friend. (I actually like
this friend, he’s a nice lad with his head screwed on). I can’t tell you
exactly what they were talking about because the language they were using was
not English and I have no idea what a “man dem” or “fam” is … nor do I think I
really want to know either!. After stomping upstairs, sounding like a small
zoo, they came into the office. Being the interested, concerned parent I am I
asked about their day …. And then instantly wished I hadn’t!. I swear they know
more about relationships, girls, the internet and life than I do!. (Read into
that what you would like… anyone with a teenage boy will know what I mean). I
thought girl world was bad but boy land is equally as confusing!
Here are the rules I have picked up so far
1. You
can have a girlfriend that doesn’t live in this country and you’ve never
actually met but your mates will take the piss out of you for it.
2. They
will also take the piss out of you if you have a girlfriend that you actually
see.
3. There
has to be at least one inappropriate comment in every conversation.
4. You
will be ostracised if you don’t laugh at said comment
5. You
must spray yourself with lynx every 5 minutes.
6. You
can’t show any pain if you hurt yourself in front of your mates, but it’s
totally OK to ask for plasters, ice packs and sympathy after they have left
7. It’s
uncool if your mum offers your friends any form of refreshment when they come
to your house
8. You
must act like you know all about the dodgy side of the internet, even though you
have never seen it in your life and know your mum would knock your head off
should you even attempt it
9. In
order for your friends to know you care you must call them names
10. You
always have to try and fight each other … the reason for this is not yet clear.
So there we are. Those are the 10 basic rules of being a
teenage boy I have managed to figure out. None of which make any sense to me whatsoever.
I like to think I am still young and cool and not remotely embarrassing …. The teenager
however, would seem to disagree. Offering his friends a drink and biscuit is
apparently social suicide and I have officially been demoted to the rejects
bench, where I am more than happy to stay until the teenage years are over!.

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