Akita T
Caldari Navy Volunteer Task Force
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Posted - 2008.08.27 18:19:00 -
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Creche/preschool was horrible.
Enforced bedtime, all sorts of early childhood diseases every other time I got in it, a bit too young to remember it properly.
Learned to read in last year of preschool, so at least I wasn't getting bored easily, I had books to keep me busy.
Elementary school was fun.
No effort, top grades, a few fights with older kids, made a lot of friends, easy as pie overall.
Handwriting, ungh. I used to write the way you see books printed. Took me a good while to get used to it, seing how I learned how to write like that before I learned how to "properly" handwrite. My handwriting STILL sucks today.
Got into Sci-fi quite early on, I used to DEVOUR books, 3 to 5 weekly, depending on cash on hand. There went all my pocket change and "lunch money" until the end of highschool.
Started developing a habit of getting to sleep really late (1-3 AM) and skipping school the next day... oh boy, did I rake up on "medical leaves" (or whatever those things where you claim you're sick and the doctor gives you a note that you don't have to go to school a couple of days is).
Middle school was interesting.
Plenty of extracurricular competitions, shedloads of new stuff to learn, made even more friends.
Then came the switch from communism to... well, non-communism, and half a year later, Hepatitis B.
Got better quite fast but a lot less playtime, and got really, really fat.
Social life went from hectic to moderate, too lazy to bother getting awesome grades, but still well above average with next to no effort.
Plenty of TV, some Z80 programming (but mostly gaming), even more book-reading, even later hours for sleep time, even more skipping of school.
High-school was... how should I put it... hectic.
Got heavily into physics and maths, winning contest after contest in school, county and country levels.
Got heavily into PC gaming (hooray for Doom, Mortal Kombat, Warcraft 1, Command and Conquer).
Got heavily into Sci-fi clubs too, in 10th grade we organized the national Sci-Fi convention.
Yes, I kid you not, our pathetic high-school club full of teenagers not even eligible to get a driver's licence got government funding, signed up additional sponsors, organized events, shows and lectures, handled housing arrangements for guest speakers and so on... pretty damned hectic times, early post-revolution Romania. Fun as hell, but tiring to a degree you wouldn't believe.
Between the sci-fi convention (excused from school during preparation and event days), my weekly local radio show (don't ask), national physics contest preparations (days off from school again) and medical "too sick for school" notes (read: too damned sleepy), I thing I MIGHT have attended about 200 hours of school in the 10th grade. 11th grade wasn't that far off either.
Last year of highschool things cooled down, at least a bit.
University was... a waste of time. Literally.
Non-mandatory class presence, technical university, student dorm rooms with freshly installed LAN, add in early-days internet access, easy as pie exams (I mean come on, I aced several exams without cheating and without ever attending ANY classes or labs at all) most of the time (alongside the "who the hell thought this is a thing they should teach us" ones that you finally passed on re-re-re-examination by cheating your ass off, because the teacher couldn't care less about the stuff he was teaching anyway)... can you say "recipie for procrastination" ?
First job. Ungh.
Government-owned company. Loads of morons in the leadership chain. Ineptitude and uber-slacking everywhere. Took a couple of hours tops to do the things you were supposed to be doing the entire week if you had half a clue.
****ed off the "local boss" before I got hired, got slapped on with a 375-hour monthly workload going by the "normatives" (I kid you not). Still only took about 100-120 hours to sort out, would have been less if it wouldn't have involved travelling.
School was ok. |