Everyone tells you to "enjoy your youth" and to absorb every last minute of high school that you can. For some people, that comes easy. We all know that super attractive football star that could sit at any table at lunch, or that typical "mean girl" who thrived off of petty high school drama and (for some reason) always had people just begging to be their friend. Those are the types of people who wish they could stay in high school forever, the ones whose best memories will always be Friday night games or the "super awesome party that Tiffany threw senior year". But for people like me who never got invited to those "super awesome parties", high school wasn't as awesome as High School Musical made it seem to be, and here's why.

I grew tired of the petty high school drama and fake friends.

There was always a new "scandal" every week. Someone slept with someone's boyfriend, a girlfriend poured milk on her boyfriend's head, two football players got in a fight during gym class, something ALWAYS happened. I couldn't stand it anymore. I also couldn't stand the fake friends. The people who said they're there for you just to turn around and whisper about you. It got old. Some people never grow up, and some people never do. I know grown adults who still gossip and bully like 9th graders.

I couldn't stand the lunchroom anymore.

Do I really need to explain this? Not only did the food make me want to puke, the cafeteria was a spawning point of drama. Someone was always playing their music out loud and there was always the one girl who yelled every word she said because she thought it was "cute". I started packing my lunches, but I couldn't do anything to fix the people.

Sitting in a desk for 8 hours straight a day, 5 days a week pushed me close to insanity.

I can't sit down like that. Nothing drove me crazier than sitting in a desk, getting up, walking 2 doors down, and sitting again. All of my classes were in the same hallway, and I had the same classes EVERY DAY. I can only listen to Macbeth being read out loud for so many days in a row before I start falling asleep.

I got sick of 40-year-old men telling me to cover my shoulders.

Dress codes are a serious issue in high schools. I'm sorry that I want to wear spaghetti straps and shorts when it's 90 degrees outside and the air conditioning doesn't work. I'm also sorry that my exposed shoulders are distracting for the horny boys in my classes. On a typical summer day, I wear a tube top, shorts, and sandals. In high school, I would wear a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Boys could wear the same thing for both occasions because their scrawny shoulders aren't a turn on for us girls.

Gym class was a nightmare for non-athletic people.

I couldn't stand being forced to take gym class. Can't run 20 laps? You're only getting 2 out of 4 points for this class. If the teacher decides it's a dodge ball day, you better hide because that 6'4" football player is going to aim right for your face because he knows you can't catch that ball. Gym class was like the food chain. The strong prey on the weak.

Being forced to take classes I don't care about almost made me drop out.

My senior year I was forced to take physics. I'm going to college for criminal justice and I never took a math or science class that I didn't have to. That was the lowest grade I've ever gotten on a report card. I could not find any part of me that even wanted to try to do good in that class. It was my last year, the class was hard, and my teacher was a douche bag.

It's safe to say that being stuck in the same building and being told what to take and what to wear is NOT for me.