Looking back on them now my High School days really didn’t seem that bad. It’s easy how we forget the dread, being picked on, the low self-esteem, the akwardness, the not fitting in feeling. At least that’s how High Scool was for me. I wonder if any of those “kids” who grew up now regret the way they behaved? Does it really matter after all these years? I’m not trying to elive my past, just remembering not only the good but the bad also. Oh, and don’t forget the simple, I don’ want to go to school on such a beautiful day! The teacher talked to my parents and they both decided that I should be held back a year in first grade. Not because of gades, but because I was socially inmature. I wonder if I am still socially inmature? I also wonder how many others are socially inmature? Growing up I was deffinately a momma’s boy. “She tried to teach me right from wrong”, and did a pretty good job on that one I think. However, Dad was right about one thing, shealtering me from everything, did me no favors. I was simply even more curious to try things I should have stayed away from. “The road to hell is paved with good intentions”! Parents reading this should consider this. Oh, and “don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys” LOL or cowgirls!

     If you don’t find it at home, you go looking elsewhere for it! It, can be many things, and this statement isn’t just restriced to kids either. You don’t have to be “old” to have a valid point of view! Experiences shape your life for good or bad, but the experiences themselves are not inheirently evil! Are my pearls of wisdom being cast amoung the swine? I hope not. Age is relative, but respect is constant! Americans are mostly good people, but one can benefit from truly learning about othe cultures. No one (even Americians), are always right. Nothing is more sacred then a person’s right to believe or NOT BELIEVE in whatever suits them. Just because you may see things a certain way dos not mean everyone should!

     I am reminded of an old tv episode. I think it was the twlight zone. Everyone in the world, turned into this same person. I guess that was his hell. Imagine it for a moment. Are you truly in love with yourself that much? I think the term is narcististic. An English professor once told me, “Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one”, I lauged but then I began to really consider that. Thanks for letting me share my “asshole” with you. LOL