December 10, 2002


My mind is taunting me.

"You should have gone to school."

Was I wrong to blow off high school like I did? Did I tell the story of taking the SAT test? Picture this...

I'm in my senior year of high school. I hate it. I like my friends but I hate school with a passion. My mother INSISTS that I take the SAT test even though she knows there is no fucking way any of us can afford for me to go to college...not university or the community type. I was her next hope for one of her children going to college since my older sister never finished (to my knowledge) high school.

I didn't want to take the test and purposely went out to a party the night before in the hopes that my being hungover would keep me from being forced into such torture. I remember her waking me up the morning of the test, coffee in hand for me. I pulled on some scrubby clothes and sulked my way to the car. I handed over my money (she made ME pay!) and sat in a corner of the room by myself. I vaguely remember not trying hard on the test. I was the girl taking Algebra in her senior year since I hated math. I was failing many of my writing courses. I think I was doing OK in Food for Health and Sociology. Anyway, I just remember being quite lackadaisical about the whole thing.

Flash forward a few weeks. There is a military dude talking about taking a test. The test nicely coincides with a class I don't like. I take the test. I scored over 120 in every area of the military ASVAB test. (Is it ASVAB? I've had a drink and can't think straight right now.) I am called every day by every branch of the military. I decide that the Army isn't so bad and I can follow in my father's footsteps. I force my mother to sign the papers for me to join. I am the ripe old age of 17 and ready to take on the world.

Flash forward another month or so. Students are getting their test scores back from the SATs. I am called into the guidance office for a meeting with my parents. I assume the meeting is about my skipping school but I am dead ass wrong. No, I am accused of cheating on the damn SAT test that I didn't even want to take in the first place. Why am I accused of cheating? Because I'm "not living up to my potential in school" and there was no way possible that I could actually be that smart. I must hand it to my mom for sticking up for me. She quizzed them on how I could have possibly cheated since a) all the tests were different and b) I was sitting alone at the time. I scored in the upper 5% of the school. I was getting grades that would barely allow me to graduate. I was skipping school on a regular basis to go drinking with friends. I was too smart for my own damn good.

Flash forward about six months. I have graduated both basic training and tech school and am now stationed at BaseName. I'm young, have blue eyes and big boobs. For some reason I'm popular in a unit with a ratio of 20:1 men to women. I am pulled aside by the executive officer for our unit. Would I like to go to West Point? Free Ride? All I have to do is sign on the dotted line.

I pass.

They say that hindsight is 20/20...unfortunately they don't tell you how to deal with all the things that you see you 'should' have done.

Posted by rowEn at 01:28 AM | Comments (0)