What High School Means in My Life

What High School Means in My Life

For me, high school was a while back; thirteen years back to be exact. While I was in high school, I vividly remember many things. I remember I did not want to go to college, could not wait to move out of my parent’s house, and get a place of my own, and I hated studying. Most of my time in high school was spent with my friends. I still sit back and recall the freedom Rick Sans and I had with my first car. We could go anywhere and do anything. I played in a popular band, had lots of friends, was a part of the wrestling team, and took part in a vocational automotive training program. Well that is part of the story. Digging a little deeper, I always had a deep hatred of school. I was bright, witty, and sharp, but I hated the formal learning process. I could not sit still long enough to accomplish tasks, I was frequently distracted, and I would constantly distract others. I did not excel at high school. I barely squeaked by. When I walked across the stage at graduation, I was handed a diploma folder, but it was blank. My school did not believe that I would have enough credit to graduate, so as I result, I received my diploma in the mail a few weeks later.

People often use the phrase “hindsight is 20/20”. There could not be a more appropriate phrase that sums up my 4 years of high school. Once I was done with school, the real learning process started. I learned exactly how valuable a proper education can be. I always regretted not working harder, doing better, or better applying myself. Within the first year of graduation, I had a full time job, my own apartment, nice truck, and great personal life. I thought I had it all. What I did not have, was full understanding of what I missed out on. I tried to fill that void by joining the Navy. Once enlisted in the Navy, I pushed myself harder and farther than ever before; both mentally and physically. Once established,