It is worth remembering that people who talk about childhood as being the "best time" are old. The thing about the past, the thing you must always remember about the past, is that it was really, really, really, really, shit and awful.Vault101 said:yeah. my highschool experience was neither great or terrible...it just wasMorganL4 said:Yeah, I got told the same thing, it wasn't bad... I didn't get bullied or anything, in fact I don't think anyone at my school got bullied, I mean the football team was crap so they couldn't laud superiority over the geeks in the band who got to play at the Olympics and NFL football games. And a gay band geek/cheerleader was homecoming king my sophomore year. But despite the overwhelming acceptance of everyone that existed at my school I would hardly say it was the best time of my life, I basically was bored most of the time, which is why I spent my senior year at a community college.Vault101 said:attutude is a very important thing...and can dictate how you experience certain things
for me I was told that highschool would be "the best time of my life" *snnrrrk* yeah right..fucking liars
though I can think of 2 phases I had
first highschool we were a small comunity (there since day one) so our year was a reasonable sized but close knit groupe of freinds, everything was simple, go to school, hang out (I may be Idealising it now though..I probably am)
phase 2 when I went to a bigger school in the city, I had to deal with making freinds and the added preasure of actual schoolwork and "what do you want to do after school?" which was now a looming event
and then I seriously wished I could have just gone back to when things were "simple" which they were simpler, less stress, but not without issue (like the amount of shitheads that really belonged anywhere BUT school...at least in the private systm they weed them out and put them where they shoudl be)
anyway I guess my point is...can somthing really be considered the "best time of your life" when you actually didnt think it was that great at the time? as they say heindsight is 20/20
Seriously. People only started crapping inside 60 or so years ago.
There was no free love, no escapism or mass communication. There weren't even the basic labour saving devices we take for granted like washing machines or egg timers. There was just drudgery. Never ending drudgery. And despair.
Against that staring out the window and thinking about sailing around a pond in a little boat was probably much better, even if it was a lie.