I Graduated High School At Age 12 (true story)

I Graduated High School At Age 12 - true story           

I Graduated High School At Age 12 - (true story) 


 Hey, I’m Mark and I’ve always been really smart. That’s why school was boring, it was just too easy for me. For example, I never payed attention in class. Instead, I scrolled through my textbook right before a test and that was enough for me to get straight As in all my exams. Of course, that sounds great. Because who wouldn’t want to get easy As? But there were plenty of moments when I wished I was like everyone else. For example, I never had any friends because I skipped 6 grades and all my classmates were much older than me. At the same time, I didn’t have much in common with kids my own age. Some teachers let me read novels during class, but most of them wanted me to pay attention, even though I knew more about the subject than they did. And they hated it when I corrected them. Everyone always congratulated me on my grades even though I never worked for them. I liked hearing how great I was, but it would have been better if my teachers had pushed me harder, because I never developed any discipline. When I graduated high school at 12. I could have gone straight to college, but instead I took 2 years off and played video games. Eventually, my parents forced me to go to college and I chose math as my major. I was still only 14 though, so again I had no friends. To make things worse, I skipped most of my lectures… because it was easier to read my math textbook on the day before the exam than to listen to the lectures of my professors. So instead of working hard and developing self-discipline, I spend most of my time playing video games. However, I still got 95 to 100% of points each exam. When I graduated valedictorian, I almost felt ashamed of myself. Because even though I had a brilliant academic record, I had never put any effort into my studies. I was just lucky I was born smart. And because I’ve never worked hard in my life, I’m one of the laziest people on this planet. After I graduated university, I thought about becoming a mathematician, but I couldn’t be bothered to go through all the interviews, so I moved back home and started gaming again. However, after a few years, my parents got sick of me doing nothing, so they threw me out. Suddenly, I was forced to get a job and I decided to teach myself programming. I quickly passed an online programming course and that was enough to get me a job at a tech firm, but I hate it. I’m supposed to work 8 hours a day, but I spend most of my time watching YouTube and surfing the net. I do just enough to hit my targets so I don’t get fired, but it’s so boring. Even though I make ok money, I know I’ve let my wife and my whole family down. I had huge potential and I threw it all away because I never learned the importance of hard work. I mean, I could have discovered a lifesaving drug, climbed the corporate ladder or built my own business. But instead I was lazy and now the people I went to college with are all more successful than me, even though I’m more intelligent. I feel like I wasted my life. I constantly look at my friends with envy. And I hate it when they post about their latest promotion or their amazing career. I could have done anything with my life if I’d only worked harder. Because, if you’re born intelligent, you’ve been given a big advantage, but that doesn’t mean a thing if you don’t use it. If you’re lazy like me, you still won’t be successful. Because if you want to achieve something great, at some point, you’ll have to work hard for it. I’ve been thinking about setting up my own programming company, but I’m intimidated by the amount of work involved. Instead I have to put up with my manager, Fred. He’s a nice guy, but totally incompetent and it drives me nuts. His decisions make no sense, and he never listens to my advice. But then I guess I’d be an even worse manager than him… because I’d never get anything done. Today. I live a life of regret and resentment. And it’s all my fault.