School was okay for me, but to be perfectly honest, my school was terrible. There was a severe bullying problem at my school, and a lot of the time even the teachers failed to keep it in check. A lot of the teachers had their "favourites". I was bullied for being Muslim. One bully, Kieran, was a borderline sociopath. He was especially mean to my friend Ashley. (Ashley doesn't like talking about school. He claims he's never setting foot in that school again.)
There were some positive things, though. I was on the swim team for a year, and the guys on it were really sweet. I'm still friends with most of them and still practice swimming with a few of them. (My friend Toby, who was on the team with me, recently had his appendix removed and I've been visiting him almost every day.)
I got decent enough grades, mostly because I was afraid that the team would drop me if I didn't. (I left the team to focus on schoolwork.) I really hated the massive workload that the school gave. I remember on a few occasions I spent the whole evening doing homework.
I'm not going to college, because personally, I don't see college or a high-paying job in my future.