I was a nothing. I doubt that there is anyone left that I went to high school that remembers me existing back then. I had a paper route in the morning, worked in the afternoon saving everything I could, not knowing what exactly I wanted to do with myself. School burnt me out on learning and I did what I could to get in, get a passing grade, get out. I got to school a bit early, finished homework during breaks, spent lunch in the library studying, and had to bolt out of there at the end of the day to get to my afternoon job. Freshman year I discovered computers and that was fun for a while. While I never got into programing, I became the guy who built the machines and made them do incredible things.

10-15 years ago I would have said I hated high school, but now I just don't care. The "cool" kids in my class are either dead from drugs, in jail or grandparents after having kids at 18-19. The hard part is that at 15-16 your event horizon is last week; we all lack the perspective at that age to realize that these four years are less than 5% of your life if you work hard stay healthy and live to 80.

The best revenge is living well.