High school wasn't that bad-- my grades were good, got 4s on all my AP exams, I challenged myself a bit, got into my state school, had a small circle of close friends. But I don't really know if I want to read and write and spend 4 years for a degree. It all feels so depressing now as I am typing this alone in my room while the sun is setting, wishing I never had to work another day in my life again. I can't seem to really search for any meaning.
Is that perfect, because if so, good job. If it's not, then start looking for construction jobs.
In fact, you should probably just do that anyway.
**Source:** *Went to college. Didn't stay long. Smart people don't need to pay someone else to read books to them. But building stuff will always be fun.*
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Edit: oh yeah, find Jesus and get a guitar, and you'll feel a lot less "lost"