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couldn't answer the poll, needed another option. there were a few classes, teachers, and classmates that I really enjoyed and helped shape me. but I'd say that about 75% of the time, I wanted the whole place to burn to the ground and take quite a few people w/ it, ala Carrie. other than a few people and classes I truly enjoyed, high school as the second greatest source of depression, anxiety, and anger in my life and I'm glad it's over (don't even want to bother w/ the upcoming 10 year reunion)
I hated high school. I did not fit in in any group. I wasn't a jock and I wasn't a pot head and I wasn't a popular and I wasn't a geek. I didn't exist. I was so glad to graduate and never have to go back. I have never had even the smallest desire to go back or attend a reuinion. High school was the three most miserable years of my life. The second most miserable years of my life were middle school. Now, college, I enjoyed.
Hated it. The only thing I miss was not having responsibilities and just being a kid! Also, there were high school crushes I never sealed the deal with! lol
I hated high school. I did not fit in in any group. I wasn't a jock and I wasn't a pot head and I wasn't a popular and I wasn't a geek. I didn't exist. I was so glad to graduate and never have to go back. I have never had even the smallest desire to go back or attend a reuinion. High school was the three most miserable years of my life. The second most miserable years of my life were middle school. Now, college, I enjoyed.
This paragraph is exactly how I felt to a T!
In retrospect, there were very few students who made high school miserable for me. I had no desire to hang out with most of them, but they weren't bad people. The issue that I had was what appeared to be an undercurrent of racism (in one case, blatant) from teachers. It wasn't until the end of junior year, when I started taking college classes, that I really said, "eff high school; this means nothing in the grand scheme of things."
My high school experience was ehhh. I was like 1 of only 5 Asians in my school but I wasn't a book worm like the rest of them. I was sometimes teased for being the only Asian but I luckily I had a quick witts as well. I was like in the middle of the pack. In school I was cool with everyone, I socialized with the athletes and cool kids but never played on any team or was a cool guy the girls flocked to. I never really hung out with anybody from my school but had many friends from different schools.
I went to college and LOVED it. People were generally more open minded and there wasn't a hierarchy of who the cool kids are. There were social groups for anyone and I didn't have to worry about wearing the coolest clothes, or if someone was going to crack Asian jokes.
I liked it while I was there. I didn't fit in with any particular group, but I was well liked by everyone--including my teachers. I had good friends, good teachers who seemed to like their jobs, and I felt prepared for college after I left. (I went to an upper middle class suburban district and had mostly honors classes) In fact, my excellent high school experience probably influenced me to go into teaching.
Now that I'm a High School Teacher though, I don't like it as much. It's all right, but not a lot of fun. meh.
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