Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Glory days

I've heard it my whole life. "High school was the best time of my life. No job. No responsibilities, hanging out with your friends all day." "University was the best time of my life. Away from home, drinking all the time, hardly going to class." "I'm getting old, things aren't the way they use to be..." "I wish I could go back" and things of that nature. You hear anything similar?

I'm sure I'm not the only person who feels this way but getting old isn't as bad as people make it seem. I distinctly remember being in an English class in high school and the teacher told the class that at the present moment, this was the best time of her life. Not high school, not university, now. I remember it because it was probably the first time I heard someone say that getting old wasn't all that bad. I see now where she was coming from. Being in high school for sure has its positives. Living with your parents, nothing all that serious you need to worry about, see your friends every day, house parties to go to, sports to play, life is good. University is also great. Studying what you want to study, being away from home, eating cookies for breakfast, going out, learning to talk to girls, reading week, finding houses to live in with your best friends, playing video games, having fire extinguisher fights, etc. I feel like I was taught that the "real world" is a scary place where you need to fend for yourself, awful 9-5's, bills, bosses, mortgages and the like. Some of that is definitely true. I've experienced hating my job, not having money (still an issue), dealing with cell phone bills, commuting, making new friends outside of school, paying an exorbitant $250 a month for rent at your cousins house; it's an adjustment. But as an adult, I can do ANYTHING I want. I can book a one-way ticket to Moscow and nobody could stop me. I could buy 50 beers and try to drink them all in one day and nobody would stop me; people would probably join me. 
As an adult, nobody tells you really want to do. Other than the police and all of their rules, day to day you are generally free to live your life the way you choose fit. As a kid, you are at the whim of your parents. Mom wants you to go to Renfrew for the weekend? Think you've got a choice? Parents want you to go to an all Catholic, completely French speaking school your entire life without either of them being able to help you learn french? Better start studying. Not that I had a hard childhood in the least, I was spoiled, just ask my brother or sisters. But in the end, my mom was in charge and I was aware of that fact.

Being able to chose what job you want, how to spend your money, being able to go to Vegas and gamble, it's just awesome. I guess I still feel like a little kid inside. The fact that I don't have a bed time still makes me happy and I can watch as much TV as I want still gives me some sort of satisfaction. So if you have noticed the years slowly passing you by, try to look back in fondness about earlier days but don't forget to appreciate the freedom, the choices and the opportunities you have before you. And if you're thinking "Well I had freedom until I had kids" that shouldn't be a complaint. You know how babies are made and still, you own that kid. You can make them do whatever you want. You can dress them in cute little outfits, make them learn an instrument and basically mold them into what you want them to be like. They also say hilarious things. I can't wait to have cute little babies but that is an entirely different post.

"I have reached an age when, if someone tells me to 

wear socks, I don't have to." Albert Einstein

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