School starting again...or is it life?

But NOT for me! I already did my time in academic prison...geez how many years was it again? Way too many it seems, and for those of you that are doctors, you REALLY ARE special people, and you deserve the big sweet dollars that you earn. Especially proctologists...how does one decide to specialize in constipation issues, rectums,
hemorrhoids, and an environment that's always going to smell like crap? Forget helping people with their problems, it's ALL money there...it has to be!

I'm a Marketing guy, and if memory serves, many of us in my graduating class seemed to resemble the famous photo to the left of Mr. Belushi just a few months prior to graduation...we were so fried!

You become almost institutionalized, like a prisoner...it's hard to imagine a life without sitting in a classroom and spending a huge portion of your time outside of college writing papers, working on projects, or cramming for finals. Free time to do what I want??? What will that be like? Oh it's called a full time job? What do you mean I have to work a 40+ hour work week and apply everything I learned in school? Oh it's called life...did I forget to take that class?

Even though I'm in the working world and out of the school life, you're never REALLY completely out of it. Life is one big school. I've reached some major milestones some areas but am still miserably failing in others. I figure I'm holding a cumulative 'C' in my book. As long as I'm aware and working towards improving in my areas of weakness, that's what matters today.

Anyway, back to school...and speaking of which, those "Back to School" ads on TV still seem to build up a slight case of the runs. I guess certain triggers that messed with my nervous system years ago will never go away. Just remembering everything that I went through from grades K-12, not to mention the other 5 of college to get that little piece of paper, was certainly enough for me. My boys are still so fresh and eager get to school...make it last fellas! You know, the excitement of riding the bus, snack time, recess, the newness and uncertain feelings of girls chasing you, and the kid that cuts a loud one in the back of the classroom...all happy times.


Then Junior High and High School...not that it was all bad, but you remember, peer pressures, zits, showering with the guys (I was the late bloomer, so that SUCKED), being tired all the time, your heart being broken by the girl of your dreams, fitting in, and the guy that cuts a loud one in the back of the classroom...we've all been there.

We all live and learn, some go to college, some don't, and that's ok...it's all about balance, and what works best for each of us. The world's
competitive, we all know that. I know corporate executives that make insane amounts of money and have achieved numerous educational milestones, and I know guys that make sandwiches and barely made it through high school. Both types go home and find their own definition of happiness and satisfaction. Some are street smart, some are
book smart, and some of us fall somewhere in the middle. Whatever makes your life happy is what you need to pursue...bottom line.

Cheers!