Teenage Love: You Have to Be Kidding Me

I also considered "You Don't F****** Love This Person, You Love F****** This Person" as a title, but I later decided that was a bit risqué, and not entirely relevant.

Hello to all you fellow teenagers out there! I hope you brought your hopes and dreams with you, BECAUSE I'M ABOUT TO DESTORY THEM.

Ha hem. Excuse me.

I mentioned about a week ago that one of the traits I despised in a person was "tossing around the word 'love' like it's Simon Birch in Sunday School." I don't despise a person because of it, though, and to be perfectly honest I don't even despise the thing within itself--it just irks me when people use the word "love" too liberally. I think it's good to be liberal with things like politics and Tylenol, but not when it comes to using words like "love." Because really, how many times out of ten do you really mean it?

Like some of you may be suspecting, I'm at that stage in my life where I'm even a bit skeptical of love itself. Sad, I know. I'm not in a good spot faith-wise. Not at all.

But one thing I do know for certain is that we have to be careful how often we use the word "love." It's not some treat you can just shove in someone's face, only to jerk it away a second later. Which is what happens all the time.

Teens who claim to have "loved" several different members of the opposite sex have a handful of different things going on in their head. 1) They've read a lot of teen fiction novels about true love, and they're thirsting to be the main character in a teen fiction novel. 2) They think they're ready to have sex, but they don't have a Christian way to say that. 3) They're trying to rush life to go a bit faster, because they do want to love, they just don't know how. 4) They're freaking out, because they, like me, are wondering if there really is such at thing as love. And they're trying to convince themselves that what they're feeling IS love.

I don't think it's impossible to love a guy or girl as more than a friend as a teen--I just don't believe it happens every time a guy corners a girl at school who he met yesterday and tells her he loves her. And it's disrespecting the name of love to pretend anything otherwise.

Most importantly, I don't think teens should have sex. I'm just going to go out and say it. And I don't think any teen should have sex, no matter how much they argue that they really love this person. The only reason a teen should ever have sex is if they're the last human beings on earth and they need to repopulate. That, or if it's an Italian supermodel that's pressuring them to have sex. I mean, come on. That's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Second most importantly: no, people, I did NOT really have a stroke.

Finally, to end on an intelligent note, I want you to watch this video. Disappointed in me for being amused by this? Have you been dealing with this on Facebook and at school for the past week? Did you perhaps think that I would not be amused by this twisted internet sensation? That The Nerd Archives would be a refuge from the cruel vulgarity of the media? You, my friends, were seriously misguided. Though I feel guilty saying this, I roar with laughter everytime I watch the interview--and now I have the song stuck in my head.