What is/was high school like for you, AS people?

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In Scotland, high school is from age 11 or 12 to age 16, 17 or 18 (you can leave any time from 16). I went at 11. I went to a lovely primary school, where the head teacher tolerated no bullying and the educational achievement of all the pupils was pretty good, even the ones who struggled.

But, day 1 at high school, I encountered a load of girls who started to make fun of me right away. We had maths that day and the teacher asked each us of a couple of sums, to try to gauge what level we were at. Some of them couldn't add 2+2. As I excelled at maths (at that age anyway), I was immediately spotted. I was called a snob, because they thought I was only interested in schoolwork and that I thought I was too good for them, but that was a wrong assumption. They just never gave me a chance to show them. In fact, I had friends from primary school, most of whom struggled with the basic 3Rs and I would much rather tutor someone that look down on them. I was never on my own at break time. 3rd year was the worst time. I remember being picked on in the class, in full view of the teachers and they did nothing.

In 5th year, I made a huge mistake of telling my parents that we were being offered the chance to go to Russia on a trip. They immediately said, 'You're going'. None of my friends were there and some girls who I hadn't had any problems with before were downright horrible to me. One put some regurgitated food on the plate I was eating from. One was looking for some bread and I had a slice on my side plate, which I offered to her. She told me she didn't want it as it had been near me, then poked fun of me for having tears welling up in my eyes.

I remained at high school for 6 years, as I didn't feel ready to go to uni at 16 and my grades had begun to slip a bit, so I needed the extra year to get the results to go to the uni I wanted to go to. But by 6th year the bullies were gone, so it was OK.

The first 3 years of high school were horrible. I was made fun of and just didn't fit in. I'm almost 48 and things that happened throughout my schooling still bother me. Not to the point of being detrimental, but it is hard to trust people.

Senior year was the best. I got over some of my self esteem issues and participated more. I was learning to adapt and paying more attention to what others did and said and tried to copy as best I could. Kept my mouth shut for the most part as I've learned that if you are quiet you can't say anything wrong.

I was homeschooled for most of my life, but due to certain life circumstances, attended high school for 11th grade. I got taken out before the year's end because it was pretty much ripping my sanity to itty bitty shreds. I feel like a wimp. but I was severely traumatised for a while afterwards. :\

High school was pretty good for me. I took my classes and did my work, I had a few friends to eat lunch with everyday, and I survived P.E. (yuck)

I did very well, in comparison to college.
No one ever spoke to me, but I was allowed to hang out with a certain group of people who were in the same clubs and such.
I made stellar grades.

It was very easy, when I lived at home, and had a routine required of me.

When I came to college, I was utterly-alone and quickly fell apart.

I was very quiet and developed severe social anxiety. I was anorexic and suicidal. I was in an abusive relationship. I also lost my small group of friends from middle school because all I wanted to do was play the Sims. Junior year I tried to drop out. The dumb school counselor tried to say the truancy officers would be after me if I didn't go to school. I knew better than that, but still stuck it out.

I jumped at loud noises in class, and I became afraid others would see my reactions and think I was weird. Then this fear generalized to all social situations. I was so nervous I couldn't move. My face blushed, and I got a twitch in my neck. My senior year there was another teacher who would walk in my English class the same time every day to get coffee from my teacher's coffee pot. He would walk in the room and scream. He'd also make sudden movements. He started to notice that I was scared by the noises, so he would scream then look at me and say, "Bet I can scare ya again." He also taped my teacher's papers together for the hell of it. I couldn't believe how immature he was.

It was bliss when I finished school aged 16. Primary school wasn't too bad, but from age 11 things took a definite turn for the worse. It didn't help that my family moved across the country at almost the same time so that I began life at secondary school without my friends or any familiar points of reference. I felt so completely lost and depressed and increasing felt left behind by all the other children, who could be so cruel and quick and had such a keen sense for my weakness.

Those 5 years were for me like a prison sentence. I dreaded going to school every single day and suffered physically from the anxiety. I did actually miss a lot of school time during the first year as I would often refuse to go, so that I was referred to a child psychologist and prescribed sedatives and anti-depressants.

When my year gathered for the very last assembly before we all moved on there were awards for various achievements and so on; mine was for being the "quietest pupil". It sounds like a minor thing but I'll never forget the humiliation of being called to the front to accept this "award".

I was homeschooled and only left my bedroom to use the bathroom.

highschool was the best time of my life

My first high school was hell. It was an elitist school that wanted to put a lot of students into high end colleges like Stanford. They expected you to be good at everything and gave huge penalties for late assignments and wouldn't give me the kind of help I need in classes I struggle with like English. The students there weren't very friendly either. When I failed two classes sophomore year, I decided it was time to switch, which was a great decision. My second high school was kind of like a venn diagram of artists/musicians, psychos, and underage smokers. (I use psychos to mean people with learning disabilities, including myself, so I don't mean it to be offensive, and I'm sorry if it comes off that way.) By virtue of my drumming, I fell into the first two categories, and the smokers would pretty much leave everyone else alone, but the others were very friendly. Even though I didn't have anyone I would consider a friend until towards the middle of my senior year, people there were very accepting and I got along with a few quite well. There were at least 2 other aspies there as well as many people with ADD. It was a very small school, so there weren't too many classes to choose from, but what there was was fairly easy and I was able to get through. The teachers were very friendly with the students, so I got to know some of them pretty well. They were also very forgiving about late assignments and would even change assignments if I really couldn't do them, which really helped my last semester in English when we read a very difficult book. I'm glad I ended up finding the right high school for me.

High school was the best time of my life. I was the captain of the highschool football team and I was always dating one of the cheerleaders. I got down at parties on the weekends and always had fun taunting the geeks around campus. The teachers were always on my side and one time, this teacher in Spanish promised to raise my F to a C if I won the homecoming game. My grade got raised.

Life was good and it still is now that I'm married to my beautiful wife with 4 children, and I'm the manager at a local food distribution center.

And then I woke up and realized I'm posting at Wrong Planet.

It was a living nightmare filled with emotional suffering. Public school almost ruined my life. I was made to believe I was stupid, but then after homeschooling after having children, learned how the reality was actually way more the opposite.

I hated high school!! I was a nobody and wasn't really involved in anything! I'm glad its over!

In year 7 I was afraid of my own shadow, avoided breaking any rules, and had panic attacks if I thought I was going to get a detention. I was also the shy girl and hated drama and PE because of it.
In year 8 I got a little better, but was still quite a goodie-goodie. The other girls started getting a little bit closed-minded, and started fussing over who to be friends with and who to not, and of course I was in the ''who to not be friends with'' category, because they started betting too embarrassed to hang out with me. I didn't take it to heart too much. I knew it was just immaturity.
In year 9 I started to feel very lonely. I had my first ever obsession at age 13, which was over 2 people I knew of (they were in their 30s). Looking back, that didn't really help self-esteem matters. I craved friendships, but 14 was a very difficult age because it was that age where you were ''too old to make new friends at high school'' sort of thing. People stuck in their crowds, and I just had to get used to being a loner.
In year 10 I developed more confidence. We were all put into sets for all of the lessons, and was only in our normal class for registration. So I got to make new friends, and because I was in bottom sets for most subjects (yes, I wasn't very bright), obviously the other kids in my sets weren't very bright either, so that's how I got quite friendly with some of them. I felt a bit happier.
Year 11 was the best year. I really was a completely different girl to when I had first come up in year 7, and I developed more confidence. I started hanging out at the town with friends, and I felt more included. But it wasn't all that good, because the friends I had were the type who got the arseache for no reason, and kept on bickering with me and eachother, and I didn't like it. But at least I wasn't a goodie-goodie any more, I was more social, and I never bothered to keep on top of my homework and I got detention after detention, without a care. That's how other kids began to like me for some reason. I wasn't afraid of being in trouble.
Year 12 (sixth form) was the best year. I studied Child Care, and I had a best friend too. I loved it so much that, for the first time in my life, I didn't get depressed going back after half-terms and Christmas and Easter breaks. I just kept saying, ''I can't wait to go back to school!'' It wasn't like proper school - you were treated more like adults, but still in the same school as I was for the passed 5 years.

Yeah, that basically wraps up my life at high school.

In a word,,,,,,,,AWFUL.

But during my final year my class "mates: seemed to grow up a little and leave me alone for the most part.

The teachers didn't help; they admired the bullies and disliked the withdrawn kids.

i didnt like highschool or primary and i dont think i liked preschool either. i was the shy kid who didnt look at people when she spoke to them if she spoke at all. i'd get people coming up to me and asking me if i could talk. i didnt react to anything people did or said either- no facial expression, so i was treated like a freak half the time and retreated into my books which just meant i got picked on more. after a while i learned to ignore people and mostly stayed by myself especially after i moved schools in primary because i had trouble making friends. the other half of the time i was the shy but nice girl people would borrow stuff from and tell secrets to because who would i tell? to the teachers i was a good student- clever, quiet, well presented, followed the rules but they always commented on my aspie behaviour to my parents at p/t interviews and at the beginning of highschool they actually called me and my family in for a special interview because they were concerned about my lack of verbosity. i only had a few friends. i hung out in the library a lot. i didnt like the conservatism of school either. my family life was really bad too so all in all my school life was miserable.