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It fairly well sucked. My school was 700 students K-12, my class was 42 students. I was taking college classes in 8th grade and stuck out like a sore thumb. I was a teacher's pet and nobody would date me. At least from my town - had to go elsewhere to find other misfits like me. My best friend was fucking gorgeous and all the boys I liked were in love with her. Eventually I stopped caring. I had two really good friends, one of whom was just as weird as I was, and we had our own little world that pretty much didn't involve anybody else, and we just stopped caring what anybody thought of us, and enjoyed shocking the hell out of people. At the same time, I was doing every extracurricular activity I could lay hands on to pad my college applications, and sleeping about 4 hours a night. Not a fun time and I wouldn't do it again.
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