Bah. I'm 26 and highschool is still pretty fresh in my mind. And let me tell you, those memories have not improved with time. There is very little that I can say was good about highschool. Didn't go to grad. Although I understand celebrating leaving a place I hate, it makes no sense to celebrate it with people I don't like, in a place I hate, and have to pay for the experience to boot. Finished my last exam, cleaned out my locker, walked away from the building. Didn't even get on the bus. Took city transit. Haven't been back since. Now my life is good. Beautiful wife, two beautiful daughters, self employed in a career I love. Every age I have been AFTER school has been the best age of my life, and the rule still holds. Freedom and spare time don't go hand in hand. Just because I had more spare time in highschool certainly didn't mean I had the knowledge or means to utilize it. Ever notice that the time that drags on the longest is the time you are NOT in control of? ie. Waiting at the Doctor's office, sitting in traffic, or going to school. I won't pretend that life's always a bowl of cherries right now, but it's all mine. I guess one of the benefits of hating my highschool years is that I'll never waste any time trying to recapture them.