post your experiences of being a loser in highschool, i want to feel better about my own
Post your experiences of being a loser in highschool, i want to feel better about my own
inb4 underage, im in my 20s now
i was scene throughout middle school through sophomore year. i dont think u need anymore explanation as of why i was a loser
Even teacher couldnt help my case, so they became friends with me because they felt bad I hadnt any. I would talk and discuss with them after class. I liked it a lot. Now im in uni, and no one cares anymore.
Also, I was chosen near last in sports, I spent my breaks alone with my only friend, and I simply did nothing once I came back home. My parents simply gave me material affection (video games etc...) but obviously this did not fill the hole of loneliness I slowly started growing with the years. The enthusiasm of my youth and my non-caring spirit has gone away, I see others and look at what I have missed, all these teenage years are now a source of despair.
I am happy when I do no think of the past. Nothing goods comes from the past. Maybe it is just me being negative, but I almost always have had bad thought when thinking of the past.
And in the end, I understood that no one cares anyway. So I decided to use university as a new start over, a new renaissance of myself, but except one okay friend and a really sweet girlfriend, I have still yet to accept my past. Im on the road to recovery. I hope I wont need r9k in the incoming future
One time, my teacher said why I don't smile for once, that I look better that way
I smiled but only for the ridicule statement
I farted in front of whole class
Twice
had dog shit thrown at me for being a loser
Watch out, you'll cut yourself on that edge kid
i was (and still am) short and ugly. that's all you need to know
I would give this soccer chick weed in exchange for licking her feet. Got suspended after being caught with it and ended up failing my finals. Staying back a grade wasnt worth some sweaty feet in my mouth go figure.
Can't say i had any.Nobody gave a fuck about me and i did not give a fuck about them.I was simply off the radar.In fact it was advantageous,when i ditched class,people forgot to report me being absent multiple times.
>sitting alone in the classroom during recess
>some normalniggers make fun of me and throw paper balls at my table
>they laugh, i do and say nothing
>the guy that I liked was sitting in another table alone as well, saw the whole thing happen but didn't say anything
>he didn't even know my name
>never talked to him, ever
>this happened 5 years ago
>be me
>HS
>in astronomy
>never shut the fuck up about cars
>I love cars
>always talk about cars to chad
>chad likes cars too, but not as much as I do
>chad tells me to stop having sex with cars
>understand years later that he was mocking me and wanted me to shut the fuck up
>tfw I realize i was an autistic sperg with horrible social skills
>tfw I broke the spell right after HS
>funny how that works.jpg
>didn't date
>didn't go to parties
>had very few friends
>didn't use drugs or alcohol because it was "degenerate"
>focused mainly on reading and getting involved with far-right politics
>my political interests caused nonstop harassment at school and arguments with my parents
>basically became even more of a loner due to people always giving me shit simply because I didn't want to be around nonwhites
>only girl that showed any interest in me was a cute white/Puerto Rican mutt
>knew I was racist, she was too
>could have fucked her, didn't because "race-mixing is wrong"
>now realize that most (if not all) white nationalists are race-mixers
>fuck politics and everything else
I used to hide under my bed instead of going to high school
I was a dirty mother fucker in high school, I'd beat my meat in the morning, jizz in my pants and walk to school with jizz in my pants I didn't give a fuck. One time I heard a girl in my class whispering to an other girl "that kid overthere always smells like cum or something, fucking sick, I hate when he sits near me"
To be fair she was right, I didn't attend class often though so not many people got to suffer having to be near my stinky ass. Well a one does that help?
I spent every lunch in the library pretending to be busy with work. When the library was closed I'd hide in the bathroom.
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I was in a special ed program. There's no way I would've passed high school without it. It wasn't in its own special school, it was a regular ass high school. They just basically gave me one period per day to come to a special room and work on assignments and get help from teachers/counselors, and gave me an IPP stating that I get double time for tests and can take them in that room if I choose. Also, if I started to have an anxiety attack, I was allowed to simply get up and leave and go back to the main room to get help.
That was grades 10 to 12, and over time I got worse and worse until they basically let me just stay in the room all day and take my courses online. Was isolating, and I just barely passed, but I got my diploma. Not a special one either, the same high school diploma everyone else gets.
I feel really really bad for people like me who didn't have access to that kind of thing. High school must have been hell on earth.
>have a really hard time in middle school
>be a sperg with a couple fickle friends
>teachers hate me
>dad hates me
>most of the other kids hate me or at least don't want to be seen with me
>specific target of like 3 brutal bullies, one kid used to basically tell me I was a beta who would never get laid, before people said that kind of shit
>hate myself
>highschool comes
>few good friends and a cool teacher that likes us
>people still bully me
>things are finally a little okay
>move to another state halfway through sophomore year
>go back to being completely alone
>never date, never party, never drink or smoke pot
>still get treated like a "bad kid" by my dad
>always feel like there's a void of any notable or meaningful experiences between ages 9 and 17
>grow up feeling empty inside and not being able to relate to normies on TV
>sat alone every day for lunch in a random teachers room
>literally 0 friends, some rando acquaintances that I never hung out with outside school
>stayed up every night past midnight and woke up at 6-7, always tired in class and dozing off
>shit GPA, literally in the low 2's
>did like 10% of my Hw assignments
>never studied for tests
>never read assigned books and BS'ed essays
>almost had to go to summer school for nearly failing English my junior year, or else I'd have to repeat the grade
>gained weight and became chubby
>never talked to girls let alone guys
I fucking hated HS, but thankfully it doesn't matter at all. Your grades don't matter, your friendships don't matter, but at the time you think your life is headed for a dead end if shit doesn't go perfectly. I'm in a much better place now at the age of 25.
>had an autist collective
>group of friends at lunch that considered me the leader for once
>tell group we're doing a social experiment (really I just wanted to fuck with Normans)
>there's five of us, enough to capture a section of the lunch tables
>like the socially undesirables we are, we arrive to lunch the earliest
>we begin the experiment
>day1: autist collective obeys me, we all sit at a new table just behind us
>the kids that usually sit there didn't bother us and fine someplace else
>experiment goes very well the next three days like this
>the normalfags always approach their table and then their programming malfunctions with a befuddled look on their faces
>I speak for the group, and tell them to sit someplace else since we control it today
>next table on Friday has a bunch of niggers
>they occupy the center most table in the lunch room, in typical low class rowdy fashion
>my group moves into position
>the niggers start crowding us
>they start cussing loudly to each other about what to do
>my group shuts down and gets very uncomfortable
>I bow my head in embarrassment, all my weakness flows through
>I try to keep my members calm, and ask them to bow their heads or not to speak
>friendly nigs try to diffuse the situation, try to make peace between both groups
>I feel guilty
>they nigs are getting louder. the vice principals start moving away and avoiding the situation
>eventually my collective cedes rights to the table
>I am the last to leave. I apologize for the inconvenience and leave with great shame and guilt
>we're forced back to our old table after nearly getting our ass whooped
>later, my friend is accosted in the restroom and Big Nigger tells us not ever do that again
and that's the story of the pathetic le evil mastermind user. I still treat other people like insects, I didn't learn my lesson