Originally Posted by F4U
That being said I hated school to the point that 30 years out of school I get claustrophobic going to a parent teacher conference for my daughter. Somebody told me when I was in high school that these would be the best years of my life, to which I replied that I must be in store for a very crappy life. With the exception of the last couple of years with my ex es shenanigans every year after high school was better than the year before it.
QFT. I still have nightmares in which I am stuck in my senior year, and it has been 20 years since then. I too was told to enjoy theses years, they are the best years of your life. For me, they were some of the worst. My reply to the principal was along the lines of, If these are the best years of my life, then somebody should effin' shoot me. Add to that, my dad retiring from the Corps, and the transition to civilian life. Not just for him, but also for my mom and myself. Pretty big change for a 15 year old that spent all of his life living on or near base to move to a po-dunk little village of 750 in western NY state. Needless to say, it sucked.
Is it better to do the right thing for the wrong reason, or to do the wrong thing for the right reason? If you do the wrong thing for the right reason, is it still the wrong thing?
Si vis pacem para bellum.
There are two ways of doing something. Right and again.