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Posted 8/22/12 , edited 8/22/12
Wasn't that good...

Most of my old friends from my primary school were in different classes & groups to me so I was left on my own. I wasn't very confident at all & really shy so I was scared to talk to new people & make new friends.

I eventually made some new friends but some of their other friends decided to make up rumours about me & they wouldn't talk to me any more. That made me develop social anxiety disorder. (According to my doctor)

I started having a hard time trusting people but one person stuck with me from my old group of friends. We got a new group of friends together & I've been in contact since I left.

So.. it was scary at first, then not too bad, then kinda depressing.. but it did get better towards the end.
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I had a small handful of good friends but for the most part I was a loner. I was really quiet and didn't get along with most of the students there because I just didn't understand them. I never saw the importance of school events and was extremely bored by most of my classes. It made me a bit of an outcast and I eventually started skipping school or sleeping in class. By senior year I was completely over it and got a GED.

If I had the chance to do it again I would have tried a lot harder, but it is what it is.
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I was rich in highschool because I had a soda and snack blackmarket and now im in college.....Dirt poor.
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My highschool experience was quick lol, I hurried my ass off to finish and it done - didn't give a crap about much of anything except finishing, then graduated my junior year...I don't really miss much of it though except having less responsibilities and that "bliss" of coming home with food always on the table or anything I needed I would ultimately get
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I've encountered less bullies in high school. In grade 8 about 15 out of
31 students would make fun of me and now nobody does.

So far my experience has been good.

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Yup mine was kinda terrible too. Well I still have senior year left and i'm hoping it will be decent.... T_T

Freshman year was ok, I loved my swim team. But I got kinda bullied by some chick who was pretty much stealing my best friend, so now im not friends with her.

Sophomore year was probably my best, because I dropped half my classes and took online classes instead so I wouldn't be around that girl.

Junior year was really painful because we had to put down my kitty who had been with me my entire life... Yeah that sucked. And then I kinda secluded myself the rest of the year because I didn't like talking to anyone.

.....Sorry that was kinda depressing wasn't it? Well I guess part of it is my fault for focusing on all the bad parts. Meh.
I did make an amazing new best friend though
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High school was pointless. While your there it seems like everything, BUT it's a drop in a bucket compared to life after.
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Freshman year:
For first period, I had psychology. In psychology, I was able to solidify a friendship(previously a mere acquaintance)
For second period(first semester, I had Algebra. I wasn't sleeping well at night back then, and this class was one of the two that became designated for sleep. I still passed.
For second period(second semester)I had the best English class ever. The teacher, who also taught Drama, was awesome, and played the guitar.
For third period, I had "Intro to Technology", the second funnest class that year. There were three groups taking this class. The groups rotated(every six weeks) between Auto, Architectural Drawing, and Computer Repair for the first semester, and Welding, Wood Shop, and a class I barely even remember because we played CounterStrike for most of it for the second semester.
Fourth period was my lunch.
Fifth period(first semester) was a semester long computer literacy class that we had had to take to graduate. Most boring class ever. Worst teacher ever.
Fifth period(second semester) was a semester long Health/Driver's Education class that I failed because I slept through most of it. The teacher was a crazy health nut that a small group of people who liked cougars had a crush on.
For sixth period(first semester), I had English. I disliked the teacher enough to drop her class, and make up that semester in summer school.(Best decision of my life so far)
For sixth period(second semester), I had Algebra. Average teacher. Less helpful than the first semester teacher was. I sometimes slept.
For seventh period, I had "Intro to PE". It had its moments.
In summer school, I sat next to a girl who I sat behind in the first semester Algebra class. She transferred to the school mid-semester. I vaguely remember her complementing me on my perfect test score shortly before the semester ended. I like people who're nice to me. We were reunited in summer school. She was much better at English than me. She was both creative and knowledgeable. I lacked creativity. She kept trying to get me to talk. For the most part, she failed. I ended up having a crush on her, which just made talking even harder, and gave me a nice blush the entire time. More than just infatuation, I came to have a deep respect for her. She didn't put up with anything in that class. Most of the people in there were complete idiots, who constantly tried to mess with the teacher. She yelled more than the teacher did, and she did so very well. When I had free time and wanted to be alone, I would climb a tree that was in front of the class. It wasn't hard to climb The highest point on the tree was probably thirteen feet from the ground. The point where I sat was about six feet from the ground. I would sit there. Thinking.

Sophomore year:
My grandma talked me into something the school was offering. It was called "Green Technology". The program received extra funding because of its focus on ecologically sustainable technology. The best thing about it was that I went to the same classes with the same group of people. The worst was that I ended up hating two of my teachers. The classes for this program were during Periods one, two, five, and seven.

First period was English. I hated the teacher, and the modified curriculum. We had a PowerPoint assignment. The topic was, "What would you do if you could go back in time?". She had a format for the assignment. She was the type of teacher who like keeping her students' creativity neatly trapped in a small box. I didn't follow the format. The format was, "Choose one thing, elaborate on said thing, and add pictures". I couldn't come up with any one thing. There were so many things that I would want to do and undo. I settled on "Murdering Socrates as a Child", "Murdering All of the people who were involved in writing the Constitution before they wrote it", and murdering a few random people just to see what would happen. My reason was to study Causality. I got an F on it, even though I was the only person who gave the assignment any thought at all, and if asked, most of the people in the class would have said mine was better, and I got the added bonus of being sent to see a counselor. I ended up kicked out of the class for replying "Bullshit" to something the teacher said. It was a good decision. I ended up in the library making up the work in independent study. I became friends with the librarian.
Second period was history. It was enjoyable because I liked the group and I had a crush on a girl.
Third period was Geometry. Nothing of note happened.
Fourth was my lunch.
Fifth period was Green Construction. I hated that teacher. I still hate that teacher. I will always hate that teacher. We had free time one day. We spent our free time in the wood shop. My friend was studying for the biology final, and the teacher thought that he was doing nothing, and just had his notes out to feign studying. The teacher took him to the front of the room, and made a complete and utter ass of himself. I don't understand what he was thinking. Instead of testing knowledge it was more like he was testing my friends ability to answer questions over a screaming teacher. He told my friend to go to the office. I told him to apologize to my friend. He gave me one chance to back down before sending me with him. The next school day, I humbly asked him to apologize again. He called for campus security when I refused to leave. The next day, I again asked him to apologize. He said that I wasn't fighting for justice, I was fighting for "Idiocracy". I told him that that is what it would be if he was running for office.
Sixth period was French 1. My friend from Psychology and my other friend from summer school were both there. By then my crush on her was long faded, and was replaced with respect and friendship. I could actually talk to her. And my friendship with the other one became even stronger. Sadly, my summer school friend was in her Senior year, and when the year ended, she went to Las Vegas.
Seventh period was Biology with an awesome teacher. I also became friends with the person who sat next to me. At the end of the year, we had the pleasure of dissecting fetal pigs. One kid who sat at our table, was enthusiastic before he saw the pig, then he was just squeamish. I ended up doing most of the work. It was enjoyable.

Junior year:
I was contemplating taking Drama, but I heard that the awesome teacher was going to quit after the first semester to go touring with his band.

Zero and First period were Computer Game Programming, and A+ Computer Repair respectively. These classes attracted two different groups. The slackers, and the people who liked computers. I felt at home in these classes. My friend from Psychology was in both of these classes. This is where I learned that our interests overlapped even more than I thought previously. We both had a love for gaming and Japanese Popular Culture. We both had an intense love for anime and Touhou. Quickly, both classes devolved into two hours of straight gaming. It all started for the most part, with me bringing an emulator and some games.. Eventually, every computer in the class had Starcraft, and then Warcraft III: Frozen Throne with DOTA. We even had a WoW phase that lasted a week. In the end, DOTA won. Late in the second semester, a group of us realized that we all had interest in Dungeons and Dragons. We played when we could, but we just didn't have enough time to do anything of particular note because we had to have two separate campaigns because not everyone in one class was in the other.
During second period, I was a Library Aide.
Third period was English. My friend was in this class too, as were a few of my friends from the Green Technology program. Nice teacher. She allowed creativity in her class. We were working on persuasive essays. We each had to write one of our own. There was format to be followed. Again, I threw the format away. My topic was "life". In the essay, I calculated the amount of time that life is a waste of. I focused primarily on school and children. I decided to throw out the format because I felt that the essay would be better served with a typical persuasive essay introduction at the end instead of at the beginning, and that the way in which I started the essay served as enough of a hook to count. We were supposed to address the opposition's arguments. I did so in my final paragraph. The argument I used for living, to represent my opposition, was basically, "Aren't friendship and love enough reasons to live?" I forgot what I said to counter that, but it was good, or at least wasn't bad. The reason I wanted to put the classic introduction at the end was because if I put it at the beginning, my essay would immediately be recognized as satirical, and I wanted to prolong the sense of seriousness. My argument was for people to kill themselves to save time. I got a D on it. I felt that that was acceptable. At least this teacher understood that format is not everything and that if you can't grade an essay that is not in your specified format, then you don't have the capacity to understand anything. Many good stories start with a typical opening like "Once upon a time," but many great stories do not.
Fourth Period was music appreciation. Not worthy of note.
Fifth period was my lunch.
Sixth was US History. Awesome teacher. He knew what he was doing. He could probably teach US History to a bunch of mice. He played the guitar. He was pretty good.
Seventh was Chemistry. Good teacher. Daughter of my former Psychology teacher. Previously taught at the closest state university.

For the second semester I switched into a program that would allow me to do my English, Chemistry, Music Appreciation, and History on the computer instead of in a class. Laptops were provided. I ended up installing another operating system to get past the restrictions on the computer, and used it as my personal laptop for the entire semester. With my free time, I ended up with two chess buddies. They were seniors and didn't have a third period. I ended up participating in a chess tournament that never finished. I did well, but then the year ended before it could be finished. I had to say goodbye to my senior friends. By this time, I had already realized that my friendship with the girl from summer school was dead. Completely lifeless. Now she is my friend on Facebook, she is active, but never speaks to me. All she is now, is a constant reminder of what has been lost. I sometimes think to myself,"What if I had opened up more?". I think of her everyday. Even my own memories are but reminders of the death of our friendship.

At the end of the year, the guidance counselors decided that it would be funny to rape all of my dreams by ripping up my desired schedule. In order to regain control, I went back to the E-Learning program.

I am now in my Senior year at high school. Everything has gone right so far, but we're only two weeks in. There is still plenty of time for things to go wrong.

I sometimes think of all of the paths I can go with my life. It is like being lost in a blizzard of possibilities. Far from comforting, it is bleak.

Here I sit, recounting a brief overview of my high school experience to a bunch of people I don't know, don't care to know, and in fact, occasionally hate.(Not anyone in particular, but there are some idiots here.) Please make me want to know you, for life is miserable and lonely without friends. I do have a few friends, but the more the merrier, right? And I need to fill that void that was left by her.
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Freshman year:
For first period, I had psychology. In psychology, I was able to solidify a friendship(previously a mere acquaintance)
For second period(first semester, I had Algebra. I wasn't sleeping well at night back then, and this class was one of the two that became designated for sleep. I still passed.
For second period(second semester)I had the best English class ever. The teacher, who also taught Drama, was awesome, and played the guitar.
For third period, I had "Intro to Technology", the second funnest class that year. There were three groups taking this class. The groups rotated(every six weeks) between Auto, Architectural Drawing, and Computer Repair for the first semester, and Welding, Wood Shop, and a class I barely even remember because we played CounterStrike for most of it for the second semester.
Fourth period was my lunch.
Fifth period(first semester) was a semester long computer literacy class that we had had to take to graduate. Most boring class ever. Worst teacher ever.
Fifth period(second semester) was a semester long Health/Driver's Education class that I failed because I slept through most of it. The teacher was a crazy health nut that a small group of people who liked cougars had a crush on.
For sixth period(first semester), I had English. I disliked the teacher enough to drop her class, and make up that semester in summer school.(Best decision of my life so far)
For sixth period(second semester), I had Algebra. Average teacher. Less helpful than the first semester teacher was. I sometimes slept.
For seventh period, I had "Intro to PE". It had its moments.
In summer school, I sat next to a girl who I sat behind in the first semester Algebra class. She transferred to the school mid-semester. I vaguely remember her complementing me on my perfect test score shortly before the semester ended. I like people who're nice to me. We were reunited in summer school. She was much better at English than me. She was both creative and knowledgeable. I lacked creativity. She kept trying to get me to talk. For the most part, she failed. I ended up having a crush on her, which just made talking even harder, and gave me a nice blush the entire time. More than just infatuation, I came to have a deep respect for her. She didn't put up with anything in that class. Most of the people in there were complete idiots, who constantly tried to mess with the teacher. She yelled more than the teacher did, and she did so very well. When I had free time and wanted to be alone, I would climb a tree that was in front of the class. It wasn't hard to climb The highest point on the tree was probably thirteen feet from the ground. The point where I sat was about six feet from the ground. I would sit there. Thinking.

Sophomore year:
My grandma talked me into something the school was offering. It was called "Green Technology". The program received extra funding because of its focus on ecologically sustainable technology. The best thing about it was that I went to the same classes with the same group of people. The worst was that I ended up hating two of my teachers. The classes for this program were during Periods one, two, five, and seven.

First period was English. I hated the teacher, and the modified curriculum. We had a PowerPoint assignment. The topic was, "What would you do if you could go back in time?". She had a format for the assignment. She was the type of teacher who like keeping her students' creativity neatly trapped in a small box. I didn't follow the format. The format was, "Choose one thing, elaborate on said thing, and add pictures". I couldn't come up with any one thing. There were so many things that I would want to do and undo. I settled on "Murdering Socrates as a Child", "Murdering All of the people who were involved in writing the Constitution before they wrote it", and murdering a few random people just to see what would happen. My reason was to study Causality. I got an F on it, even though I was the only person who gave the assignment any thought at all, and if asked, most of the people in the class would have said mine was better, and I got the added bonus of being sent to see a counselor. I ended up kicked out of the class for replying "Bullshit" to something the teacher said. It was a good decision. I ended up in the library making up the work in independent study. I became friends with the librarian.
Second period was history. It was enjoyable because I liked the group and I had a crush on a girl.
Third period was Geometry. Nothing of note happened.
Fourth was my lunch.
Fifth period was Green Construction. I hated that teacher. I still hate that teacher. I will always hate that teacher. We had free time one day. We spent our free time in the wood shop. My friend was studying for the biology final, and the teacher thought that he was doing nothing, and just had his notes out to feign studying. The teacher took him to the front of the room, and made a complete and utter ass of himself. I don't understand what he was thinking. Instead of testing knowledge it was more like he was testing my friends ability to answer questions over a screaming teacher. He told my friend to go to the office. I told him to apologize to my friend. He gave me one chance to back down before sending me with him. The next school day, I humbly asked him to apologize again. He called for campus security when I refused to leave. The next day, I again asked him to apologize. He said that I wasn't fighting for justice, I was fighting for "Idiocracy". I told him that that is what it would be if he was running for office.
Sixth period was French 1. My friend from Psychology and my other friend from summer school were both there. By then my crush on her was long faded, and was replaced with respect and friendship. I could actually talk to her. And my friendship with the other one became even stronger. Sadly, my summer school friend was in her Senior year, and when the year ended, she went to Las Vegas.
Seventh period was Biology with an awesome teacher. I also became friends with the person who sat next to me. At the end of the year, we had the pleasure of dissecting fetal pigs. One kid who sat at our table, was enthusiastic before he saw the pig, then he was just squeamish. I ended up doing most of the work. It was enjoyable.

Junior year:
I was contemplating taking Drama, but I heard that the awesome teacher was going to quit after the first semester to go touring with his band.

Zero and First period were Computer Game Programming, and A+ Computer Repair respectively. These classes attracted two different groups. The slackers, and the people who liked computers. I felt at home in these classes. My friend from Psychology was in both of these classes. This is where I learned that our interests overlapped even more than I thought previously. We both had a love for gaming and Japanese Popular Culture. We both had an intense love for anime and Touhou. Quickly, both classes devolved into two hours of straight gaming. It all started for the most part, with me bringing an emulator and some games.. Eventually, every computer in the class had Starcraft, and then Warcraft III: Frozen Throne with DOTA. We even had a WoW phase that lasted a week. In the end, DOTA won. Late in the second semester, a group of us realized that we all had interest in Dungeons and Dragons. We played when we could, but we just didn't have enough time to do anything of particular note because we had to have two separate campaigns because not everyone in one class was in the other.
During second period, I was a Library Aide.
Third period was English. My friend was in this class too, as were a few of my friends from the Green Technology program. Nice teacher. She allowed creativity in her class. We were working on persuasive essays. We each had to write one of our own. There was format to be followed. Again, I threw the format away. My topic was "life". In the essay, I calculated the amount of time that life is a waste of. I focused primarily on school and children. I decided to throw out the format because I felt that the essay would be better served with a typical persuasive essay introduction at the end instead of at the beginning, and that the way in which I started the essay served as enough of a hook to count. We were supposed to address the opposition's arguments. I did so in my final paragraph. The argument I used for living, to represent my opposition, was basically, "Aren't friendship and love enough reasons to live?" I forgot what I said to counter that, but it was good, or at least wasn't bad. The reason I wanted to put the classic introduction at the end was because if I put it at the beginning, my essay would immediately be recognized as satirical, and I wanted to prolong the sense of seriousness. My argument was for people to kill themselves to save time. I got a D on it. I felt that that was acceptable. At least this teacher understood that format is not everything and that if you can't grade an essay that is not in your specified format, then you don't have the capacity to understand anything. Many good stories start with a typical opening like "Once upon a time," but many great stories do not.
Fourth Period was music appreciation. Not worthy of note.
Fifth period was my lunch.
Sixth was US History. Awesome teacher. He knew what he was doing. He could probably teach US History to a bunch of mice. He played the guitar. He was pretty good.
Seventh was Chemistry. Good teacher. Daughter of my former Psychology teacher. Previously taught at the closest state university.

For the second semester I switched into a program that would allow me to do my English, Chemistry, Music Appreciation, and History on the computer instead of in a class. Laptops were provided. I ended up installing another operating system to get past the restrictions on the computer, and used it as my personal laptop for the entire semester. With my free time, I ended up with two chess buddies. They were seniors and didn't have a third period. I ended up participating in a chess tournament that never finished. I did well, but then the year ended before it could be finished. I had to say goodbye to my senior friends. By this time, I had already realized that my friendship with the girl from summer school was dead. Completely lifeless. Now she is my friend on Facebook, she is active, but never speaks to me. All she is now, is a constant reminder of what has been lost. I sometimes think to myself,"What if I had opened up more?". I think of her everyday. Even my own memories are but reminders of the death of our friendship.

At the end of the year, the guidance counselors decided that it would be funny to rape all of my dreams by ripping up my desired schedule. In order to regain control, I went back to the E-Learning program.

I am now in my Senior year at high school. Everything has gone right so far, but we're only two weeks in. There is still plenty of time for things to go wrong.

I sometimes think of all of the paths I can go with my life. It is like being lost in a blizzard of possibilities. Far from comforting, it is bleak.

Here I sit, recounting a brief overview of my high school experience to a bunch of people I don't know, don't care to know, and in fact, occasionally hate.(Not anyone in particular, but there are some idiots here.) Please make me want to know you, for life is miserable and lonely without friends. I do have a few friends, but the more the merrier, right? And I need to fill that void that was left by her.



Perhaps you should go into reporting, or consider writing a novel. You seem to enjoy it.
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I'm still in highschool but I'm a senior right now so one more year for me. THANK YOU JUST ONE MORE YEAR!!

Yeah high school isn't very fun for me. I'm quite sociable and usually hang out with my small group because I'm comfortable around them. Though all HS is about is muscles, holy moly I wish the guys would just stop flexing and talking about their protein shakes, lifting over 200 pounds, and how many pull ups they could do. It's literally the only thing guys talk about in HS. Even my friends are starting to work out and trying to get me to do it too It's really the only reason I want to get out of HS. I've been asked 23 times last year how much I could bench. So I hope this last year is fast.


I agree with it being the last year! Woot! Go class of 2013! Zombie class FTW! XD I also agree though, for guys its about muscles and for girls its about who's the prettiest. 90% of girls put make up on to be prettier than other girls. I think make up is a waste of money for me and I don't buy it. I prefer natural beauty anyways XD High school is a just a world of shallow, ignorant teens who think they know everything when they don't. I mean, I got bullied a lot, and I still do because I have different ideas on life and like different things than most teens. It just sucks that I can never stand up for myself but oh well, that's life. I'm almost out of this hole! Only one more year to go! X3
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high school.....wow....it was good could of been better...much much better -__-
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karmacide wrote:


verd12w wrote:
I sometimes think of all of the paths I can go with my life. It is like being lost in a blizzard of possibilities. Far from comforting, it is bleak.




Perhaps you should go into reporting, or consider writing a novel. You seem to enjoy it.

I would need a lot of motivation to do either. Maybe eventually I will have enough reason, and enough confidence to do so. Of course, the only thing really stopping me from doing anything is myself.

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verd12w wrote:


karmacide wrote:


verd12w wrote:
I sometimes think of all of the paths I can go with my life. It is like being lost in a blizzard of possibilities. Far from comforting, it is bleak.




Perhaps you should go into reporting, or consider writing a novel. You seem to enjoy it.

I would need a lot of motivation to do either. Maybe eventually I will have enough reason, and enough confidence to do so. Of course, the only thing really stopping me from doing anything is myself.



Go join the army. Kill some fuckers for money. It's great.
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karmacide wrote:


verd12w wrote:


karmacide wrote:


verd12w wrote:
I sometimes think of all of the paths I can go with my life. It is like being lost in a blizzard of possibilities. Far from comforting, it is bleak.




Perhaps you should go into reporting, or consider writing a novel. You seem to enjoy it.

I would need a lot of motivation to do either. Maybe eventually I will have enough reason, and enough confidence to do so. Of course, the only thing really stopping me from doing anything is myself.



Go join the army. Kill some fuckers for money. It's great.

I'm not really into killing, and I'm too craven anyway.

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jesus, this person writes his high school exp like if its his biography.

Mine

-got acne
-spent to much time getting rid of acne
-worked really hard to get into varsity team, cause i believe that jacket would help my self-estem and get boobs
-got car
-was pissed cause rich kids had better cars then me
-junior year no sleep crash and burn exams for college
- prom kingish, acne gone, virginity gone, self esteem all time high,
-brofist all the homies
-after graduation had sex with sexy school counselor.

off to college

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
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