Setting Goals

I've been really bad at keeping this thing up to date with the current shenanigans in my life. I've made a goal to post at least once a week. I have this thing against goals ever since my high school health teacher decided to pull me out of my English class to give me a speech that he had written out on 3x5 note cards about how I need to set goals in my life.

Apparently he thought I was a troublemaker and had a one way ticket to drug addiction, armed robbery, and serial flashing because I occasionally talked in his class. I shot his high horse dead when I interrupted his speech to remind him that I was in the top 15% percent of my class academically, lettered in three sports, was president of the German club, went to church every Sunday, and ate Wheaties for breakfast. Unfortunately, since I spoke out, I was now also considered belligerent, which added coyote and pimp to my future crimes. After the speech was over I was allowed to go back to my English class and think about my future.

Deep down I know that he cared and just wanted me to harness my full potential, and I appreciate that. Thank you health teacher.

And what ever happened to that bold teacher who decided to take a chance and straighten out an already well-rounded, industrious young man. Well, he cared about one of his student's a little too much and was forced to resign. He is no longer a teacher, as least where I went to school. They probably still let him teach in someplace like Utah or Florida. And that's where goals will get you.