My answer isn't really represented in your list, because it lies somewhere between "They were pretty difficult; I was glad when it was over." and "Worst years of my life!!!"
I hated high school for the most part. The only bright spots were the few teachers who did more than spew the textbook back to the class and the few friends I had in senior year. Before then, I mostly just put up with school. Senior year was also comparatively good because by then I had my grandfather's old Dodge and could leave the place under my own power after third period, which I did often. I almost refused to go on to college because I hated high school so much that I was convinced that college would only be more of the same useless crap day after day. Thankfully, my mother convinced me otherwise, and she turned out to be right.
So I can't honestly say they were the worst years of my life--I've had worse ones recently--but "pretty difficult" doesn't cut it either.
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Date: 2005-10-17 01:38 pm (UTC)I hated high school for the most part. The only bright spots were the few teachers who did more than spew the textbook back to the class and the few friends I had in senior year. Before then, I mostly just put up with school. Senior year was also comparatively good because by then I had my grandfather's old Dodge and could leave the place under my own power after third period, which I did often. I almost refused to go on to college because I hated high school so much that I was convinced that college would only be more of the same useless crap day after day. Thankfully, my mother convinced me otherwise, and she turned out to be right.
So I can't honestly say they were the worst years of my life--I've had worse ones recently--but "pretty difficult" doesn't cut it either.