Greetings escapees, over the winter holidays I found myself living back with my parents in my hometown for a couple of weeks. I got to see and hang out with a lot of people I hadn't seen since high school and I came to one overwhelming conclusion:
I would not go through high school again if you put a gun to my head.
The sexual repression, the bullies, the authoritarian teachers, the jocks and the morons, oh, the morons. I had so few intellectual conversations over those three years of my life I ended up numbing it by talking about philosophy over World of Warcraft. I think what I was missing was that I didn't drink in high school, I took that up later in life, but looking back I'm still glad I didn't. I'd rather be alone and unhappy than dilute myself into thinking I'm happy with a bunch of superficial pillocks.
Now I know you're thinking that this sounds like the rantings of an enbittered geek who never got any, and this is partially true. I am very bitter towards the experience, I was however sexually active late in my high school career. And though I count that as one of the better portions of my life it was still plagued by the insecurities of the teenage years ie "What if her ex decides to murder me?" or "What if she likes someone else who weighs more than 120 pounds?".
Well, it was nice to get that off my chest. I invite you the delightful ladies and gents of the escapist to share in the catharsis and tell your tales of the terrors of adolescence. And feel free to present your rant in the "I would rather [sexual act] a [aggressive animal]" format.
Search bar approved as far as I know, though I imagine there will still be someone to point out that it's been done fairly quickly. To you, you righteous defender of the search bar's virtue, I apologize.
I would not go through high school again if you put a gun to my head.
The sexual repression, the bullies, the authoritarian teachers, the jocks and the morons, oh, the morons. I had so few intellectual conversations over those three years of my life I ended up numbing it by talking about philosophy over World of Warcraft. I think what I was missing was that I didn't drink in high school, I took that up later in life, but looking back I'm still glad I didn't. I'd rather be alone and unhappy than dilute myself into thinking I'm happy with a bunch of superficial pillocks.
Now I know you're thinking that this sounds like the rantings of an enbittered geek who never got any, and this is partially true. I am very bitter towards the experience, I was however sexually active late in my high school career. And though I count that as one of the better portions of my life it was still plagued by the insecurities of the teenage years ie "What if her ex decides to murder me?" or "What if she likes someone else who weighs more than 120 pounds?".
Well, it was nice to get that off my chest. I invite you the delightful ladies and gents of the escapist to share in the catharsis and tell your tales of the terrors of adolescence. And feel free to present your rant in the "I would rather [sexual act] a [aggressive animal]" format.
Search bar approved as far as I know, though I imagine there will still be someone to point out that it's been done fairly quickly. To you, you righteous defender of the search bar's virtue, I apologize.