Quotes About Adolescence

I had a tattoo of Jaden Smith. A very accurate portrait of a 15-year-old Jaden Smith.

My first tattoo was when I was 14. I was a bit young, like. I was a big lad so they didn't question my age at the time.

I was very young when I got my tattoos. I was 16 when I got my full sleeve - I rushed into it.

I used to dress like Roger Taylor when I was ten because I thought he was cool. In high school, I used to dress like Stephen Perkins from Jane's Addiction because I thought he was cool. You just want to be those guys when you're that age.

Being 16 is the worst time to be anybody, there is not enough tea in China to persuade me to be that young again. I wasn't very happy with myself.

My mom was a history teacher when I was a kid, so I hated history out of rebellion.

Looking back at my school reports, I start off as quite a swotty kid, and then when I get to 12 or 13, my teachers start saying: 'Lee has started to joke around a lot in class.' After that, it's a steady graph of decline, with the jokes increasing and increasing.

At school, I was bored with the teachers, and there were moments where I felt they were singling me out.

Secondary school parents tell me that they are frustrated, that their teachers ignore them, their children don't give them much feedback because they are adolescents, they feel kind of out of the loop.

I got picked on a lot, even by teachers too. I liked to listen to musicals and bake, and my homeroom teacher found out and mocked me in front of the whole class for baking.

When I was 17, I was hyperactive and annoyed my teachers.

I remember in seventh grade we used to wear lipstick to school, and the teachers would get so angry, and they'd steal our lipstick if we had them.

It's nice to have a pause to parent and to be more present at home, teaching them how to drive cars and navigate boys and all this sort of thing.

What have you gotten me into?" I hissed to him. "Me? What have you gotten yourself into? Couldn't I have just picked you up at the police station for underage drinking, like most fathers?" Mead, Richelle (2010-05-18). Spirit Bound: A Vampire Academy Novel (p. 478). Penguin Young Readers Group. Kindle Edition.

My name is Percy Jackson. I'm twelve years old. Until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school for troubled kids in upstate New York. Am I a troubled kid? Yeah. You could say that.

I was a happy kid up until I hit the teen years.

Maybe that's the whole teen oeuvre, you know covering people in disgusting bodily fluids and whatnot.

I liked being a teenager, but I would not go back for all the tea in China.

Learning to drive is a scary thing for a parent. I had to basically lie to get the keys when I was a kid.

Like any teenager who reads The Great Gatsby, probably, I was madly in love with the teacher who had opened it up for me.

The words "douche" and "bag" have never coupled as passionately as they did in the person of my thirteen-year-old self.

My dad? He died when I was 19, which is a bad time for your dad to die, because there's an awful lot of things you have to resolve with your parents past your teens if you've been a difficult teenager.

In the time it takes you to understand a 14-year-old, they turn 15.

Great. Wonderful." Mat let out a relieved sigh. Women were always happy for a chance to educate a boy when he was young; Mat thought they assumed they could educate him out of becoming a man if they tried hard enough.