P.S.

I saw Little Miss Sunshine the other night with Brian, and a character in the movie, young, still in highschool talked about how he wished he could just sleep until he was 18 and skip over all of the suffering that high school brings. His uncle responded with a reference to Marcel Proust who spoke of suffering as a shaping part of life that makes and contributes to the greatest parts of who you are.

I like the idea of that.