Our happy childhood

I'll tell you why people consider their childhood or school years the happiest time of their lives.

It's the time of our lives that we can look back to, feeling proud for all the shit we've come through to a successful end.

But if the end of it is successful, doesn't that guarantee that the shit that goes down now is coming to the right way? I mean - it's all based on the best possible presumptions.

Ah, whatever. I should be learning French now, for the exams.
Not too badass enough to be able to switch 3 languages from one to another at the same time and still make sense.