How did you do in high school?

I despised the valedictorian.

She was the one to get all A's but only becase she didn't do anything but study for her classes. No true interests in the subjects, no true talents, just the habit of sucking every teacher off for an A.

I hate public schools. Worst system ever

Anxiety kept me from experiencing the stereotypical adolescence (drugs, sex, parties, etc.) that so many people around me got to enjoy. Rural life, so other people who enjoyed reading learning new things were very, very rare. Overall a shitty experience. Fucked around and only got a 3.7 GPA, and am attending a shitty state school first year.

I will be trying to transfer to a better Univeristy second year (about 3 in my state can actually compete nationwide in terms of academic rigor and reputation, and I can get into at least one). I have hope, but I regret not having more temerity in high school and not applying myself.

Yeah....it's bullshit, completely devote yourself to studying, doing nothing else whatsoever, and you finish first through complete merit.

Total bullshit system.

Don't hate the player, hate the game.

>and you finish first through complete merit.
That's not entirely true. You finish first through the "merit" as defined by the system itself but that's not necessarily the most valuable merit. Yeah rote memorization and knowing how to milk essay markers is a kind of merit, but is it really important to understanding that topic?

Are you kidding?

Any bum could get all A's. It's the fact that she didn't have any true talents or interests but was still titled some prestigious person. Just because little Jimbo gets all A's on his report card doesn't mean he's intelligent.

She went to a state school anyway and I made her cry. I'd probably do it again

>Any bum could get all A's

Then why didn't you?

I was homeschooled too. Or rather my parents said they homeschooled me, when they really just let me drop out of 6th grade and stay home and become completely insane for ten years.

Eerily similar lives. Around 17 I just decided, fuck this, I'm either getting a PhD or joining the military, and started studying every hour I wasn't working. Then got GED, then community college, transferred to state, now doing PhD at a top 3 or something.

You seem to be a bit younger than I am so keep it up. If there's any advice I can give you, which you may be the only person I've given it to who actually understands it: The people who had the traditional treadmill through life, with parents and society giving them all the cues and hints along the way, have "do the bare minimum" burned into their brains so deeply they can never get it out. Even when they excel, it's excelling at doing the bare minimum. Since you did what you did on your own initiative, and you have actual goals, you have the rare benefit in this society of actually knowing what it feels like to take yourself seriously. Don't ever give that up or let yourself dissolve into the normie mass of mediocrity. They literally don't know what ambition means, so don't trust them to tell YOU what it means.

tldr: Sky's the limit. Normies learn math by going "I need to take the Math 101, then Math 202, then Math 303," etc., and they assume shit like "I can only take 3 classes a year, so '3' is the magic number of Maths A Human Can Learn Per Year." No, you can pretty much just do whatever the fuck you want and treat the system as a weird daycare centre for bare minimum guys that you're forced to wade though.

I did

Coasted through HS. I did alright in university, but I never put in too much effort. I would usually read for leisure over something for my courses.

I'm working at a call center, which sucks - at least I have no debt. I'm considering going to community college for programming or something.

You're basically calling your valedictorian a "try-hard".

Very pathetic.

>defending some heartless, plastic shithead for lying and crying her way to the top

sorry. She was a shit person. She didn't earn it.

I did well, with minimal effort
Nowhere
Everything

That it's not my passion, no matter how often I claimed it was. I did it sporadically and often badly. It's not all that important either way

What was actually so bad about her? Like what did she do that's so terrible?

Terrible. I hate homework and refused to do it so I got by in Cs. I regret almost everything. Wish I paid attention in humanities classes. Wish I hadn't listened to my guidance counselor about anything. Wish I did more research about different colleges instead of picking a local school. Wish I hadn't broken up with the Nigerian girl I dated on and off and subsequently wish I hadn't dated the black girl who would go on to spend the next few years ruining my life, slowly. To this day I feel that that Nigerian girl was the only one who genuinely loved and cared about my well being and also had the drive to further and better herself. All other girls only had one if the two or neither. If I could go back in time to the first day of freshman year with what I know now I would in an instant.

4.0 GPA in high school
Now I'm working a shit job as a cook for Olive Garden, cooking up trash.
I regret actually putting any effort into the education system, because it didn't help. I should have put effort into something outside of school.
I am not allowed to get any student loans, financial aid, or scholarships, so school just isn't for me.
>what did you learn the most about writing
I learned a lot of people suck at writing.

Coasted, though I was in the same circle of friends as all the highest GPA people.

There were many events. I remember them because we had a closely knit group of "friends" (which was really a euphanism for comeptitive team) and we talked about homework or whatever else.

>9th grade
literally cried to guidance for AP English and whined about how she won't look good enough for her Ivy Leagues. They said no because it wouldn't be fair but she threatens to report them for mistreating her. They ended up just giving it to her.

Literally took notes on every teacher she had (not class notes, personal notes like favorite foods, music, etc.) so she could appeal to them

>10th
More whining. Cried everyday because she received a B on some obscure class assignment. Teacher noticed she was hollow on the inside and forced her to do more than just turn in assingemnt, which she repsonded to by reporting him to the office.

Joined literally around 15 clubs, none of which she cared about (her words)

>11th grade
crying
>12th
stopped talking to her

Noticing any long term effects from the lsd?

So what's all the hate about?

At worst it sounds like she warrants contempt or at best pity. Why are you so mad?

She didn't use the system to learn, she used the system for A's and sparkles on her app.

>It's the fact that she didn't have any true talents or interests but was still titled some prestigious person.

So....? She didn't need any of that. She studied more than you. She devoted more of her time to it, and oddly enough she won. That's usually how shit works. Talent is nice but pure effort and dedication works pretty damn well too.

>Just because little Jimbo gets all A's on his report card doesn't mean he's intelligent.

Yeah, tell that to college admissions and such. They'd love to hear it.

Well that's the point.

You don't need to learn, you need to get an A. If the system was designed for learning the incentive wouldn't be getting to the next level by any means necessary.

How do you know this? You're inside her head somehow?

I tend to think what you're saying is the fiction you choose to believe in, to make you feel better that a perceived lesser person did way better than you.

that's why I said I hate the system.

The title just wasn't for her, why are you defending her so much?
She told us it all. She was in our little group

Oh yeah, writing.

I learned that I may be able to do something with it. I had a teacher who thought I was a good writer and that was very encouraging.

I also learned that I should edit everything I write, and that reading is the most auspicious activity to improving your writing.

There's plenty of overconfident talented people (probably like the faggot you're replying too) who get their ass handed to them because an untalented person is way more hungry and dedicated and works twice as hard as them.

>How did you do in high school?
okay
>Where did you end up?
average university
What are your regrets?
STD

Only regret is being a manlet.

>She told us it all. She was in our little group

No she didn't.

Even if it's so, then why do you care? It obviously didn't mean anything to her that she came in first, so why's it mean anything to you?

Get your bullshit straight.

> why are you defending her so much?
Well because I'm starting from the premise that I don't understand why you're mad so logically having a less negative view of what you've just told me than you do would be implicit to that.

Do roids and hang off the side of mountains. I grew 8 inches and gained 120 pounds of muscle.

Sensing some cognitive dissonance here...

She did. And I care because it's a flawed system. She clearly did care, user. Did you not read a thing?

I would rather not fall and die.

Yeah, i totally get it. She worked really hard, but didn't work at all and didn't deserve it because she didn't learn even though she did learn but not learn learn. Then she didn't even care about it, but she did and told everyone to brag about it.

But then she went to a shitty state school, and you made her cry so you're way better than her anyway, and she ended up a total loser anyhow so you're not worried about it at all, except it still really bothers you.

Makes real goddamn sense.

>Teacher noticed she was hollow on the inside and forced her to do more than just turn in assingemnt, which she repsonded to by reporting him to the office.
Wait, wait. Hold the phone.

What do you mean "more than just turn in assingemnt"? Because that sounds like some pedo shit.

Well. It kind of goes away a bit by the year, but after doing a lot of it I saw patterns occasionally along with distortions in my vision. I still have the distortions somewhat, but all of the really trippy shit has gone away. However if I smoke a lot of weed I'll see similar effects. It was pretty terrifying for a while. I had no idea what to do about it. Also my memory has gone to shit.

As in "we need to read chapters whatever and you need to explain why this is blah blah"
Rather than "here's a math problem, solve it"

This thread is pretty depressing. Public school is soulcrushing.

I went to a computer nerd magnet school, so we just irl shitposted at each other and played on the computer. Just a bunch of slackers. I picked up video games full time while completely dropping reading as a hobby. This was a bad idea but it was the only way to be in with the antisocialites. Everyone outside of the program was a jerk to me.

I grew a foot, cut off my hair, and learned to dress. I went to undergrad, finished by 21, worked a few different jobs, and now I'm in law school.

I regret not reading as much. Even my video game time was spent on multiplayer games with friends, I didn't even play all the classics that have real value. I regret not playing guitar or piano as much, I can barely get through a song. I regret not learning to lift in college. I regret making friends with so many people that a small handful always seem to stab me in the back. I regret not putting my full effort into school before Law School. I regret not using my health insurance when I had it at my old job.
I learned that writing is hard.
I learned legal writing is simpler than APA, but much more meticulous and time consuming.
I learned that visual rhetoric is just as important as the content of the message.
I learned that its much easier to edit other peoples work than your own.
I learned printing out what you want to edit and using a red pen is WAY easier than staring at a screen.

What did you expect, that 16 year old you would have a CEO position from graduating kiddy academy?

No mention of any other learned skills, so Olive Garden seems to fit your educational level.

High School was Hades. Bullied all the time, raging hormones with no attention from girls, put in special education, on medication for ADHD, Depression, &c... It sticks in my memory like a 4-year long nightmare.

I was in the bottom 10% of my high school class. I think I had something like a 1.7 (D) GPA when I applied to college. Thankfully, I got a decent score on my college exams and got into a rural state school.

College was fun. Cultivated my own interests and met some really nice people. Finally found a girlfriend I really liked (who dumped me around graduation). Then I worked for two years, eventually going to grad school for Philosophy. Just finished my grad program and now I'm trying to get my old job back. Goal is to live a meaningful life with a minimum of vanity.

I learned through all of this that good editing is more important than good writing. Predictably enough, this is metaphorically true about life in general.

>How'd you do in high school
I got a 3.4 GPA because I didn't with that hard and my parents basically told me B's were okay (I don't mean until I was a senior that they weren't).
>Where did you end up
A shitty state college with no prospects. I could go to graduate school but my current GPA is probably too low.
>Biggest regrets
My biggest regrets would have to be getting involved with drugs and immediately rushing off to college after high School. I live in Florida so if you go over 120 credit hours your tuition is doubled. I ended up switching to political science and have 3.5 Major GPA ( overall GPA 3.3) and I realize that I'm probably not competitive enough to get into grad school. I guess I'll join the military.

I was a white guy in a school of primarily beaners, teachers and students. Broken home, no dad. Brother with anger issues. Mom fed me, but that's all - dealing with her crazy mood swings and psycho woman problems after her divorce had me walking on eggshells throughout childhood and created my avoidant personality. It didn't help that I look exactly like my dad. I didn't do drugs or get involved with girls partly to be the "good son" and partly because I despised the beaner normies. I cracked and dropped out of high school senior year and didn't get a GED until a couple years later. This was all at the end of the 90s. Now I'm a middle aged woman hater. At least I'm not fucking married with children.

I'm a pretty bright guy, but boy did I get fucked emotionally. I'd like to write a book but no one would read it. Also, try growing up as the white outcast then arriving into adulthood with people saying white males are responsible for everything wrong in the world. W E W.

Do you have links to your books so I can read them

I was suspended 19 times in HS and got detention 13 times but I was never expelled because that would mean losing money.

I did super well I guess. I maintained all A's and B's even in the IB program. ACT score in the high 90's percentile. Made great vidya friends. Not much luck, or effort really, in women though. I didn't care till senior year, when I got with this perfect Italian girl. Overall it was a nice time. Got into a fairly selective, esteemed Lib Arts college. No regrets. I didn't smoke, drink, party, anything. I remained authentic.

>I was homeschooled. I wouldn't recommend it to anybody and I regret all of it

Problem is most kids that are homeschooled aren't doing it by choice but have insane religious parents that are scared their kids will hear about global warming and evolution from someone that isn't their designated political party or pastor.
Unfortunately people typically only hear about the success stories about kids that were free to pursue what they wanted and turned out fine instead of killing themselves or being kinda fucked up.

You can be a more depressing John Franzen

those first 2 things don't add up to that third thing. you sound like you have the basis to build a pretty neat life.

this is so true it hurts me, as a normie. how do i break out of this and take ownership of myself, senpai?

succeeding in life is the intelligent thing to do. And that's what she is doing better than you.

You seem like you got your head on straight, user. Respect

>I was homeschooled too. Or rather my parents said they homeschooled me, when they really just let me drop out of 6th grade and stay home and become completely insane for ten years.

bro! same mostly, i stopped going to school in 9th grade, so my mom who had a master's did the paperwork to homeschool me, she made me read the aeneid and do some quadratic equations, then i for the next 5 years i skateboarded and did tons of drugs.

it was the 90s, bill clinton just signed nafta and it hadn't really done any damage yet, i didn't know if you don't do a phd at stanford that you will be forced to live the rest of your life in crushing poverty, fuckers changed the social contract right after i committed to a bohemian deadbeat lifestyle, fucking rip off

>Also, try growing up as the white outcast then arriving into adulthood with people saying white males are responsible for everything wrong in the world.

Yeah I do not envy that. At least us early twenties white guys have the guilt baked right in

Mid-twenties white male here. Also not "privileged".

Have you ever considered ignoring/disregarding the "evil white males" meme? It seems to be mostly perpetuated by people who are struggling with their own mental health issues anyway. Giving them attention is giving them what they want.

Just live your life, find people (and women) who appreciate you for who you are, and disregard hysterics and haters.

Did above average in school because I was smart and turned in assignments. The only classes I had interests in were English, Biology, and Environmental Science. My Senior English class was a joke.

A good school for Life Sciences in Texas.

I tried to hard to get everyone to like me. Actually started sleeping normal hours senior year and that led to me getting a gf and realizing all my friends were tools who only wanted to get high. Almost became a pothead but got a job in food service where everyone who wasn't in high school either smoked everyday or had kids.
Also wish I wasn't such an asshole to my Junior English teacher, I'm probably going to become him.

Oh yeah the thing I learned about writing was avoid 'writing' and just put your thoughts on the paper.

this tbqh, don't let someone who hates themselves tell you how to live.

normie story, bro

Came fifth in my class--second if you value GPA over numerical average--because my school didn't like running the math on Honors or AP courses and instead just took all the grades and divided them by some number. I went to the Northeast for schooling and met the most boring, preppy, cookie-cutter characters that lead me to a deep depression. Maybe I regret not hanging out with them, but I don't really think they did anything interesting other than drink and fuck. Before leaving for school, I made a New Year's Resolution to start writing poetry, so I occupied myself with writing for a majority of the time (when I wasn't buzzing around with my small friendgroup).
I ultimately learned that writing must come from emotion that can't necessarily be forced. Sure, works can be rooted in previous events or whatever, but you need to have a sort of feeling, for lack of better word. And if you have that feeling, you write; otherwise, you forget what you wanted to write and get sad in the shower.

>I also regret doing so much lsd.
But why? The way you put it, it made it looked like it helped you turn things around for the better

I went to class I guess. I wanted to try out for different things but I always seemed to just barely miss the cut off before the roster was filled. The teacher would say "why does everyone else know about this but not you?" Of course I wasn't considered a person worth telling. I was hardly considered a person at all. On my yearbook people wrote "wierdest kid I know." My mother is an immigrant and my father is autistic, so the most my family could teach me was how to subsist at the lowest rung of society.

I went to college, spent most of undergrad forcing myself into unfamiliar social situations as part of my plan to socially condition myself. It ended with my inability to say no to drugs, and zelig like passive acceptance of whatever advice people would give me, no matter how bad, simply because my social experience was so minimal I had literally no better ideas.

After graduation I went into depression, then sales, then depression, and now work at starbucks.

I'm not exactly sure what I can regret. There wasn't much I could do without the social conditioning people seem to take for granted. Sales was perhaps the worst job I ever had, but the daily training which involved being in a room and talking to them to practice conversations and obtain actually useful advice on eye contact and greetings and responses, really improved me. If people said something to me I used to freeze up like the Rain Man, now I have canned responses for most normal greetings, and I'm sharp with the comeback. So as for regrets? None. How the fuck would I as a child know the exact method to rectifying my situation when the adults in my life were too idiotic to figure it out either? Sure my life is basically ruined since I missed the easiest chances to network and obtain self esteem, but I can't hardly blame myself for that.

>How well did you do in high school?
Pretty average, A-B student through the first three years. By the end of senior year I got lazy and let my grades drop to Cs mostly. I was taking AP classes at that point but just had no real will to finish. I did well enough on most of the AP exams. Except for european history: I ended up getting a 1 on that. My teacher had to teach a remedial english class in the same timeblock as he was supposed to be teaching me, so I ended up getting packets and reading assignments handed to me while he'd be teaching them about how to make a compound sentence. I, being the shitstain teenager I was, would throw that stuff away immediately and get into SICK bantz with the dummies in the class. One of them was a big fat redneck who everyone insisted on calling
'Sweet' Lou: he was by far my favorite. I remember one time this really fine chick came in (though she was also dumb as rocks), and Louie just started rubbing on his face really vigorously as she came by. She asked him what the "fuck" he was doing and he said: "just wiping off a place for you to sit ma'am" and I laughed for like 30 minutes straight. Like, even my teacher looked up at that and just had this expression of utter, sheer disbelief. I still chuckle to myself like an autist whenever I think about it.

>Where did you end up?
As of now I'm in a shitty state school studying English and TeFL. I'm doing better grade-wise but I'm still pretty lazy and I can't seem to stop smoking pot. My hope is to teach abroad, most likely in the Middle East where it pays the most.

>what are your regrets
Not having the courage to tell this girl I was obsessed with how I really felt before she got swept up by some carpenter dude. They're probably getting married now.

>And in all of this, what did you learn the most about writing?
I think writing is half experience half habitation. Like, we're inevitably writing about what we feel and see, in some protracted sense, and we only write as much, and as well, as we're willing to put it into habit. I'm still working on that now.

>habitation
I meant hibituation, fucking phone

Why did you find cinematography to be a dead end?

Wondering since im thinking of trying to go flly into it.

What do you mean by "succeeding?"

>42 of 45 in IB
0% effort, but also sperglord and smelled weird (can't digest any protein properly) so everyone I thought were friends turned out to be making fun of me and only hung out with me because I paid for shit with a crappy part-time job and selling drugs.

>a bunch of dead end, entry level jobs
Grew up poor as fuck, getting kicked out of the house for reading, looking my guardians in the eye, and trying to call child services when they locked me out in my underwear mid-winter and wouldn't let me in until I tossed several hundred pieces of wood into the basement. I fucking hate myself and basically everything in my life, but I don't an hero because I like reading.

>I didn't stand up for myself ever
The only two girls I attempted dating cheated on me with hipster trash and backwater hicks. Got jumped at least once every semester by a different group. Couldn't convince the police my guardians literally fed me dog food and beat the shit out of me when they found me eating chicken wing scraps from the garbage can. And I'm a fucking pansy who "had potential" but got fucked over when trying to make friends in college (too naive).

>Writing is less painful than dealing with all the other shit in life
The only thing I like better than writing is reading, and if books didn't exist I'd probably be too listless to bother with suicide and just eke out a melancholy existence slowly dying.

>TL;DR kids, work hard for the shit you care about while you don't have to pay for your existence

holy shit

user

take it easy

with the

reddit spacing

>How did you do in high school?
I did poorly to say the least. Never did many assignments. Was depressed for most of it. My friends were all very successful and went to elite schools. I'm still bitter about it.
>Where did you end up?
A shitty state school to study engineering. I couldn't hack it and had to switch to business. I got stuck there longer than I should have and am in a large amount of debt. The friends I made at that hellhole also managed to be very successful, and I'm bitter about that too.
>What are your regrets?
I just wish I did better. I've developed an obsession with attending an elite school no matter how much time and money it takes to get to one. It's reached the point where I view these places in the same way that Muslims do their holy cities. It's unhealthy, but it's not something I'm willing to let go no matter what I have to sacrifice.
> And in all of this, what did you learn the most about writing?
I don't think I've learned anything. In high school, the teachers were never consistent enough for me to develop from their criticism. In college, everyone around me was such a poor writer that I never had to try. It's really stunted my growth.

I did pretty well in high school. Took plenty of honors and AP classes and got out with a decent GPA and a good scholarship to a nearby college. Let me change my majors a year in and not have to pay basically anything

I ended up doing art first but switched to Web Dev. I regret not taking more programming in high school, because I could have found my interest in it sooner and taken CS instead of CIT/webdev. I'm also double-majoring in philosophy which has been a real joy.

I learned quite a bit about writing from my junior year AP comp class. The teacher was great, really rigorous with writing, and encouraged my already decent writings to be something I was pretty proud of. I've never had a problem writing thought. Never been interested in writing fiction myself either.

Then you learn wrong, pleb.

I feel like if I had simply done it once or twice I could have had similar results without all of the visual distortions and existential nightmares.

C student > Grade 12 dropout > Neet > Diploma, C student again > Neet

>And in all of this, what did you learn the most about writing?

I didn't learn shit and when I went to college I never at any point in time took grades seriously because I felt overconfident in my intellectual abilities and underconfident in my social abilities and tried to slide by.

I had excuses for not doing so well, but at the same time it would be a lie to say I did as well as I could have, not only did I fail to live to my full potential, I failed to live to my middling potential and continue to do just that.

The only subject I've consistently performed at or near my potential, despite being stereotyped as a math whiz, was in the Humanities. Only subject I never had to force myself to like.

Didn't do anything, got above average grades.

I never, at any point, doubted my own intelligence. I doubt my intelligence to the point I think I could be truly good at something like math, physics, and philosophy, but not to the extent I don't think I could do something a little more pleb. I doubt my work ethic and ultimately, the older you get, the less the whole "Well I'm smart but lazy" sounds overly optimistic, and the more it just sounds depressingly pathetic. It's basically saying you could have an easy life, but you lack the moral character to work as hard as the average person does, to the extent you have ended up ruining your own life while disappointing others.

shot heroin in my penis before senior year was up-- managed to graduate only because my mom was insanely accomodating and did all my work for me, even two online classes to catch up some credits.

went to rehab several times, transitional housing, etc. sober now two years and in shitcollege at Wayne State Uni.

I regret staying in committed relationships long past their expiration.

through all this time i never stopped reading though. and I learned that the greatest writers were very often just fucking around.

>9th grade,
>knew only two kids from primary school.
>Tried to make friends and failed.
>Started to be old enough to be depressed because of a shitty home life and getting rejected by girls

>10th grade
>2 friends either move schools/drift into other groups
>depression intensifies
>start skipping class
>join football team because of the popularity meme
>become a key player, still cant make friends though
>get mildly sick and miss two weeks of class in a row
>kids start wondering what happened, i always just tell them that "i was sick" and nothing else
>they would keep asking and sometimes I wouldn't respond at all
>bullying intensifiea
>anxiety intensifies
>depression intensifies
> my reputation as that weird/quiet kid amplifies
> eventually stop being able to leave the house
>drop out of school

Epilogue
>spend several years trying to fix what was wrong with me
>think my levels of anxiety and depression have "normalized "
>Enter University through a bridging program for dropouts
>i scrape through on the literal margin, forced to study part time
>too scared to attend lectures
>can't finish papers
>get suspended for a whole year
>coming back this fall to try again.

It's been 7 years since high school and I'm still feeling its effects.

What are the greatest writers for you?

>Also my memory has gone to shit.

That part isn't the lsd

>Giving them attention is giving them what they want.

It doesn't matter if you so much do, it is already happening on increasingly larger scales. Just look at what is going on at Evergreen.

Mediocre
Didn't study for anything, I used to be a little above average high school, but I got depressed and nihilistic because girls didn't like me and I was only interested in music and weed
Always did good in english, history, philosophy, and was able to save biology and physics most of the time, specially biology, fucking easiest thing ever
I didn't do any math and always got the lowest mark possible
Also did lots of drugs, mostly weed and acid
Now I'm learning HS level math from the basics and taking anti-depressants, mood stabilizers and adhd pills from time to time because they trigger mania
I could be doing worse I guess

Above average before HS*
Ftfm

>thinly veiled datamine thread with a clause about literature thrown in for validation on Veeky Forums

1/10 made me reply

see a psychiatrist, friend

It wasn't too bad. I had the unique experience of knowing what it's like to have friends and go to parties and also be a total loner who couldn't name 5 people in his graduating class.

I had to move to a new city after grade 10. Prior to that I had a solid friend group, which I kept visiting and having fun with for the next two years whenever I could. Meanwhile I was a miserable lonely fuck at my new high school. Not that there was anything blatantly wrong with it, it was actually a pretty nice school, I just had absolutely no motivation to put in the effort to start over again. I just kept my head down and tried to keep my grades at an appropriate level, which I did for the most part.

The fact that I still nonetheless had friends in the other city was great of course. My best memories with them primarily took place in the last two years rather than the first, but the distance always bothered me. I saw the things they were doing, the girls they were hooking up with (most of which I had known personally), the school related grad events they were having fun with, and I always felt I was severely missing out.

I'm not bitter about it. High school is only good in the sense that it contains formative experiences. University is a lot more fun anyway.

Brother.

That is basically my life, except I couldn't get the energy to do any extracurriculars. Where you're at now, I enlisted. This got me out of my shell, mostly. Now I'm almost 40 and just starting college. Good news is I don't give a fuuuuuuck about the distant past. I'm satisfied with the way I've turned out due to my own efforts more than the obstacles set by others. All those HS losers are fat and tied down with families who hate them, anyway. Fuck them, they're practically dead. Don't fuck up user. You can do this.

Did terribly in High School.
I went to University and got a couple of degrees in fields I was interested in but I'm unemployable with them.
I regret getting educated in something I was interested in rather than in something that would pay me money.

I learned that most people are barely literate and can barely write a coherent sentence. However, that has little or no impact on their ability to make a living.

>class clown
>one girl was into me
>didn't realize it because I was retarded, only noticed in retrospect
>got long hair in last year
>looked like a faggot

So yeah, a lot to regret. At least I had friends, unlike now.

>I also regret doing so much lsd.

i don't regret doing lsd, but i do think i should have chilled maybe. most people do like 1-3 hits but i'd do like 5-10 hits, sometimes super strong liquid lsd too. the one that fucked me up was taking acid and shrooms at the same time and then staying up for like 36 hours or so...oh god why didn't i just sleep in the morning, all the insanity wouldn't have been able to burrow into my brain pathways, that one fucked me up...i was never 100% normie, but i was fucked weird for like a decade after that...love lsd and life would be worse not having experienced that, but yeah, i maybe could have done a bit less ... on the other hand i don't think i would be as obsessed with literary theory and aesthetics if i hadn't tripped so much back in the day

you missed the fact that my books are unpublished as of yet.