Agree on the slacker comment from Drifter. I wonder sometimes of what I could have done if I really tried. Then I remember that would take effort.
So now that I'm back at my alma mater I really have to fight the urge to wonder what the hell would have happened if I had actually given two farks when I was younger.
I'm teaching a senior level class to a bunch of kid that aren't seniors yet. Most of them are taking the class in summer school to open up a period next year to be able to take some AP level math/science class (there might be a 2-3 kids who want the open period next year to take Art or Grabassery 101 as well). The lowest grade anyone earned was 83% and that was from this kid from one of the public schools who slept 50% of the time.
If I had to guess at least half of them will be accepted to some amazing university. One of my female students already has an unpaid internship lined up for next summer at Johns Hopkins.
All that being said...I can't regret all of the stupid crap I did when I was their age. I'm almost positive that none of them have been in a street fight (or gotten their asses kicked or learned when to stand down or having some total jerkwad slink away from you after you landed a couple of good ones) or learned the lesson about mixing booze or drunk smack-talking to or about the wrong person.
I don't think any of them will understand what it is like to grab about 4 inches worth of napkins at McDonald's because you know you have no toilet paper or taking a lightbulb from the covered parking because the one in your bathroom went out.
Or having some amazing yet totally foolish sex after getting drunk on a Tuesday night when you should have been studying for a Bio midterm.
...hey, I've come to the realization that I'm too prunk to dost.
