[ SECRET POST #2835 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2835 ⌋

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[(Anonymous)]

While theoretically there were programs where I went to school for the "gifted and talented", they really didn't do much. It was an extra seminar thing a week, but nothing in my normal classes. My early elementary years were awesome because I could read when I was three years old and the local public school said I wouldn't be allowed to read but would have to learn my ABCs with everyone else, so my parents found an amazing private school that let me learn at my own pace. And I got used to that. So when we moved and all I had was that extra seminar a week and everything else was me with "normal" kids I hated it. I used to pretend I was sick all of the time so I could stay home and read instead of going to school. When I got to seventh grade, it was better, because at least then we were divided into three levels, but the two years before that were hell. But try saying that to anyone and it just sounds like you are bragging about how much better you are than the others.

And I went to university, but I was rather screwed. Because up until then, I never had to do any work to do well. Even in my freshman year, I basically didn't attend any classes and just showed up for tests and I had a 3.77 GPA. Then all of a sudden I had to actually study. And do work. And because I'd never had to do it before, I was clueless how to go about doing it. And most of the time I ended up cramming the night before an exam and my IQ and memory pulled me through. But I retained nothing. And while I still ended up with a B average, it was not the greatest of experiences and I feel like I wasted the four years and all of the money. And then I did the same in grad school, writing papers and things the night before. (I wrote a 25 page research paper on an esoteric subject in less than a weekend.) But it still screwed me as far as learning things and I burned out from doing all of that too much and ended up dropping out of grad school. So now I'm in debt way over my head but without anything to show for it.

... sorry for the really long stream-of-consciousness tangent.

And, oh God, I never bring up how smart I am. I always downplay it and stay off to the side. At least as best I can. (We had a team building thing at work that had a group problem solving part. I got so fed up at the people who couldn't figure out how to do it that I snapped and just told everyone (including my boss) what to do. Oops?) I really do wish I could find more people like me. I don't need a ton. And I love my friends who don't think as I do. But just like one or two would be nice. Oh well.

And thank you for indulging me in this. It's nice to be able to whine about it, as I never get to do so.