cutting your teeth on several large meat cleavers

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I find that I am retreating into a shell of self. While this is pretty much a useless and isolating tactic, it separates me (to an extent) from the frustration I run up against in the high school environment. Being out of the social rotation is boring and stagnation to the extreme, but I've always been more of an observer than a participater, I suppose. Social situations to me have always been more awkward than rewarding, and more taxing than beneficiary. Having existed a rather short time, I suppose it's a little early to be writing off my existential career as failure because of high school. I'm sure I'm not the first to hate it. And I won't be the last.