What's the age restriction on love?

Two people at school who I know (they used to be my best friends but yeah, another story) are in love. They must be. There's no other way to put it. They're 16. And it's generally ok and accepted because they're together and happy etc etc.

But what about being heartbroken? I also know people at school, aged 15/16 , who are in love with someone who doesn't love them back and they really are heartbroken. Hang on, that can't be right? 15? And heartbroken? No! It's just a teenage crush!

So my question is; what's the age restriction on love? How old do you have to be, to be allowed to be in love? (How many 'to be's?) 16, like my first example? 14 like some I've known? Or 20+ as implied in my second example?

I don't get it. You can have geniuses aged 6, yeah? And it's pretty much fact that (fill in applying name here) is a genius. But surely in life you get more people in love than are geniuses. I would have thought that the rare geniuses are important enough to have to wait to a certain age and be good enough at that age to be proved genius. Geniuses aged 6 so why not love at 15? So I've not explained that part well but it just doesn't make sense to me.

Can anyone answer my question?

What is the age restriction on love?

AAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Subtle, yeah? The title I mean. I didn't know what to put 'cos it could be 'YEY!!!!!!!!! Everything's ace!!!!!!!' Or it could be 'OH MY GODS! I have SOOOOOOO failed'.

Ok explanation.

The yey, everything's ace part is 'cos I've finished all my GCSEs and I'm FREEEEEE!!! :D Which is kinda snazzy. Had my last exam today which was a Maths re-sit... ---

Funny story, Mum got a letter through the post about my re-sit (which I really, honestly thought I'd told her about - but apparently didn't) and when I came home I got the loving call of: 'Rosie!!! What's this about you re-sitting a Maths exam?!?!' She wasn't exactly what you'd call pleased. My response, 'Oh, I thought I told you about that?'
'No!'
'Oh, I got an A instead of an A star.' (Would have put a little star instead of writing 'star' but the computer gets stroppy so I can't.)
'Oh. Well... Ok then. That's alright.'
'Sorry Mum.' Lol. Well I thought it was funny.

--- ...Maths re-sit and that went pretty well. I don't get exams nerves for written papers and I'm already guaranteed an A so I can't really go wrong there. :D (big grin).

Then… the: oh my gods I’ve soooo failed thing. Out of all the possibly life changing GCSEs I’ve just done over the last few weeks the only exam that's actually worried me was my flute one. Which was also today. And the really bad thing is, apparently I was right to be worried. I did bad. Well, in my defence, I've been playing for a year and a half ish and Claire (my teacher) put me in for grade 3!! Now it's not too bad because I can do general music 'cos I do piano etc and the pieces were actually pretty easy (though I probably could have practised more... ahem...) but the scales... Well... I know no one likes scales 'cos they're evil but I really actually do like them on piano. They make sense. Flute? No idea! They're only mildly in order and the high notes are impossible to play! As proven by me. In the exam. Several times. Hm...

And my pieces went wrong. And my scales went really wrong. And the he said 'chromatic scale starting on F' and I thought something along the lines of 'HUH??? I FORGOT ABOUT THAT ONE!!!' I managed to go all the way up but half way down I got stuck and said 'Sorry, I have no idea'. Um... oops.

Lol. Well... yeah... So... It could have gone better. Mind you, it could have gone much worse. The singing part was good, the clapping the rhythm was good, describing what the examiner was playing was easy. Just the main parts that went tragically. Ah well. I'll stick to piano. It's much more fun and suprisingly easier.

p.s. If anything in this entry looks really dodgy it's 'cos my computer is bullying me and won't play properly. It's taken me half an hour (after writing it) to publish this.

Titles!

Yey! I found how to put titles on my blog entries now. Amazingly enough I found it in the '? Help' thing under 'How do I create a title for my post?'. Ahem... Thank you Dad.
Ich bin sehr doof!!!
xxx

Parents!!!

Ok. The MAIN 2 parenting phrases are:
1) We know, we've been there and been through it all.
2) It was so much different when I was your age.

Um... HUH???

Yeah ok maybe if I'm ever a parent I'll get it.

But 'til then I'll stick with HUH???

It's funny. Parents can go on for hours about all the stereotypical annoyances about teenagers (i.e. they're moody, lazy...) and that's fine and acceptable, but if any of these teenagers dare to make even a tiny little tiny tiny point about an annoying thing about parents in general... it's simple. You're dead. If you're lucky.

Hm... innocent teenage ramblings.

Oh yeah. Ahem... Love you Dad... :D

xxx

Ok, these are my proper pics from the prom. The proper professional ones :D
I don't know how good they'll look 'cos I've scanned them into my puter and they're a bit dodgy but hey.
Tee hee hee.