Shit You Hated/Hate About School - "Partner Up With Someone You Hate!" Edition - General

Ah I remember having up to a month long periods of not talking to basically anyone in primary school.

There were so many problems in my schools that I don't know where to start. Some of my teachers blatantly picked favourites, to the point where they would outright refuse to help anyone who wasn't in their favourite clique. This fucked up so many kids from my school. I have met around seven from my classes and NONE OF THEM fully understand numeracy or literacy, as they weren't taught in primary school and then were just thrown into the tard classes in highschool. On the other side, they picked kids who they would blame every classroom problem on. Someone tried to mug me and when I reported it they kept trying to force me to say it was one of the kids in this group. When I said it wasn't, they suspended him for it anyway.

I had some people like that in my class in junior high-school, the guy they always asked about getting the homework from got fed up eventually and he wrote a bunch of offensive shit aimed at the teacher in the homework so they would get in trouble for it, considering they didn't actually read what he gave them, everything went as planned. It was pretty funny when they got confronted about it in class.

I generally loved college and did well both academically and socially. There was one class, however, that haunted me for months before and years after. I dropped it the first time around. The second time, it was worse. Examples we were given did not work, we were expected to be familiar with techniques that I was not previously taught, and the solutions that I submitted barely worked. The instructor responded to questions and concerns by stating that the class was designed to weed people out of the major. I ended up barely passing. I thought of myself as an idiot and considered switching majors multiple times during and after. I learned how to gather information on my own and how to better handle the workload, but the class utterly destroyed my confidence. Shortly after, the curriculum was revamped and things were done differently. I slowly rebuilt my confidence, but I continued to think that I wasn't really cut out for the field. I have spent the time since graduation trying to relearn the concepts on my own, since every online resource states that it is probably one of the most critical concepts to grasp before attempting professional work. I learned today during idle chit chat with a friend that was in the class (him and I didn't know each other at the time) that things were much different than I had thought. We were, in fact, two of the only three people to pass the class at all. The third person with ten years prior experience got the highest grade with an 85. Meanwhile I spent all of the time since then blaming myself for not learning the content and being a lazy person. Words cannot describe what a relief it is to get solid closure.

Being ostracised by former classmates and their friends who I’ve never met before but obviously knew about me because they’ve been talking behind my back because I was held back a year in secondary school.

Mathematics and old, handwritten literature is only of the few things I enjoyed from school. But this is not what they mean with the pen is mightier than the sword.

The opportunities I lost. The chances to engage in more relationships, know more about the universities I would try to get into, or my bad grades during the last 2 years. They are all my fault. Still, I cannot say I hated it fully nor compare my history to most of what you have posted here. Because there's people I know that could need some help, to see how important is to give your best academically speaking and trying to establish a good group of friends for the future. But I really disliked arts class. It made me feel worthless or cringe when I remember some presentations I had to do.

When you're insanely more computer savvy then your computer-related class teachers. This isn't always a bad thing, but let's just say I had to end up correcting those teachers more than they corrected me.