re: #227 Quoth the raven, Covfefe.

I was undecided on my 10th anyway. I didn’t like any of my high school classmates with the exception of my friends. The “cool club” let me into their group during school hours simply because I was brilliant and they could leech off of me to help boost their grades. I have no respect for any of them and don’t really give a shit what happened to any of them. If I never see them again, I would die a happy man.

I had no friends in high school. (Literally, no friends.) In my senior year (where I was at a new school), in a maths class I caught on to others copying from quiz papers.

After I caught that out, I went through my next quiz and intentionally marked all wrong answers on the quiz. I hung back to the end of class and changed all my answers in the last few minutes after most had turned in their tests.

I was really hated when most of the class flunked the quiz and I aced it. After that, the word spread very quickly in my new school I was to be shunned. (No one ever copied off my papers again though.)

On team class projects, no one wanted to be a teammate with me.

I didn’t give a hoot about what they thought though. I wasn’t there for a popularity contest, I was there for an education.