Painfully shy. Barely talked to anyone but a few friends. I think some may have thought I was stuck up, but no, just too afraid to speak. I don't know what happened to that girl but somewhere in my mid twenties the tables turned, and now you can't shut me up!!

I grew up on a mission in Haiti, returning to the US every five years for one year. Our mission school was tiny..one or two kids per grade, and we did the CA Calvert Correspondence course.

We started school in Oct. and were done before Easter, only went to school for half a day, no homework, but had usually completed our course work by Christmas, so the missionaries, who had to have college degrees to be on that mission, would take turns teaching us their college courses. To their annoyance, we learned masters courses as quickly as anything else.

I didn't believe the courses were really college level until I started attending Asbury College and found I'd done the identical work, written papers on the same subjects while in middle school in Haiti. I didn't have to study for two years, since I'd already studied it all!

I did study anyway, though..couldn't stop reading all the books in the school library since books were precious in Haiti.

When I was fifteen, I attended Jessamine County high school in eastern KY, and was shocked at how silly it all was. The teachers liked to blather on about nothing, when everything we needed to know was already in the text books, insisting on keeping us all captive and boring us, then assigning us homework as we were leaving!
I thought they were all stupid.
Eventually, I gave up trying to learn anything and joined my fellow classmates in pinging people with a pea shooter when the teacher turned her back. Well, at least, I fought back, if hit by a paper wad.

I hung with the hippie crowd..it was awesome

My afro was the largest in the school. Only student that managed to start school of 9:50. I got away with so many things in my life and school that it is ridiculous and not even fair. I had 2 classes in the morning and 2 in the afternoon. As a senior. I was a dealer. All in my past. I could had failed my classes and they would had passed me to get rid of me. The principal told me your are graduating when I hinted dropping out to go to new york and comeback next year. She said No, you are graduating. My H.S. infamous for years for having in every class one student in his 5th year when it was a 3 year program. I think my class in 1972 was the first one without a former member of 1970 class. I was out of control. I lead a "strike" because during the primaries they used the school and when we arrived monday morning the school was not cleaned, so Tuesday we chained the main doors and if someone wanted to attend classes would had to go thru the school back door. Wednesday, the school was clean or the chains go back up. The school was large and very impressive for many things, was the "It public school" in Puerto Rico. Central High School nicknamed "El Palacete" because of the columns.

Definitely not popular . I was probably the only one to cut class and go to the library. I did not fit in .No clubs, and no sports except I enjoyed swimming class and art class.I would get really depressed at the end of summer in anticipation of the new school year.

I went to Bronx Science. It is a school for the kids who would not be popular in some other High School.

I was the go-to target for softcore bullying K-12. And college.

You know how a sick chicken gets pecked on, and all the other chickens can't stop pecking on it? I'm the sick chicken.

My experience is similar to yours. Had some good times...but my oldest friend is from college. I have a lot of friends who have died.

I was a gymnast, so I got a bit of a social override from that, but actually a bit shy...

I was in a cultish religion, so I was the one hiding in the corner. Attending school was hell.

Pimple faced nerd with no confidence or social skills. Stuck to myself a lot.

Was out cast. I was on jr varsity basketball team my freshman year. Never found that the jocks could talk about anything. I stayed around the nerds protected some of them. None of the jocks can play chess. Nerds rule the world anyway.

I kept a very low profile in high school. Flying under the radar so to speak.

No... I didn't fit in. My buddies and I became introverts. We had our own agenda. The ladies next door and growing up to quickly.... we were a mess...

No , I was not.

Dork, definitely not one of the cool guys, high points few, and as for popularity with the girls, well let's not go there. But even then I'd take religious kids on, even a Reverend Jonnie or two in debate. Guess the dye was cast.

I was the kind to skip school as often as possible.

I was a loner and I still am.

i was a total wallflower goofball that kept to himself. No clubs/sports, etc. definitely not one of the cool kids!

Was the small bookish/nerd guy at a tiny school in very rural Louisiana. Skipped my senior year to go to college early as never looked back.

I was a social outcast. My ideas, not to mention my sexuality was taboo.

I did not fit in. I wasn’t athletic or popular. I did have a small circle of friends. We used to play Dungeons and Dragons.

I was popular because my buddies and I had a band and the keyboard players mom let us throw wild shows in the living room. One time we lit our buddy Jarred on fire. He was wearing coveralls as well as many other layers but still incredibly reckless and stupid. But I really only associated with my band mates and a hand full of other burn outs. So I was popular in that people knew me as the lead singer of Silence(my band) but I kept to my circle because I was known as the lead singer of Silence. We where a mix of Marilyn Manson, The Misfits and Primus. Everyone thought we where into animal sacrifices and things of that nature. My best friend Vera(the keyboard player) and myself where known as "the black twins" by the faculty. On account all we'd wear is black. Haven't thought about those days in a while. Thanks EmeraldJewel for posting a question that filled me with fond memories of my reckless youth.

I was a puppet master. I don't know if it made me popular. Just...effective?

Everyone likes my antisocial, nihilistic self. I don’t get it.