It has been over 10 years since I graduated from university and I'm still very sad and bitter about how I had zero friends or social life throughout the entire time there (and afterwards).The experience is always portrayed as the peak of a person's life in terms of relationships, making friends, partying, and so on, and I experienced none of that. I was the ugly loser in all of my classes who sat next to no one. I went to a few activity clubs a few times but people barely interacted with me.In the first week of my first year, there were lots of fresher's week events and I went to none of them because I was too intimidated to talk to anyone. My subject had some social events assigned in our schedule and I remember skipping lunch with some other people on my first day to mope and walk around alone because I was realising, based on my interactions with people in the morning, how I was never going to fit in. I barely talked at any of the other events. In the later years, seeing the freshers week events was always painful. I remember sitting in the library in my first year, reading the graduation regulations, and realising correctly that I would eventually choose not to go to the ceremony. As my course narrowed down its participant numbers over the years as the subject matter became specialised, basically everyone in the class was part of one big friend group that excluded me. They organised major parties or trips.I discovered, in turn, 4chan, r9k, and then the incel blackpill during my time and the latter really nuked my thought patterns for the last year or two. It explained everything (and still does). I remember having a crush on two girls during my first few terms and never talking to them.I had part time jobs during the summers, one of which was at a clothes shop with the highest concentration of attractive girls (other employees) that I've ever been around except for university, and I never made any friends or interacted socially with anyone. My social skills were horrific and I failed numerous graduate job interviews, which involved a lot of travelling by train to London for the day and being socially judged by normies a few years older than me or by HR women.I disliked the subject and had no interest in it from day one. I went to a university nearest to me, rather than the best one I had the grades for. I feel like I was failed by institutions and that, rather than acting as ladders to climb through hard work and merit, they became filters to get rid of me as soon as possible.
All of my university memories involve me being very sad, totally uninterested in the work, and the atmosphere being very oppressive. There are too many memories to list. Losing interest in video games at around the age of 20 was very weird, after a lifetime spent loving them. The library in my second year felt like a very dry aired place, with lots of dull colours. I spent a lot of time in my final year in some run down computer rooms with cracked desks. In my second last year I remember leaving an awful meeting with a lecturer about some work I could barely put effort into and walking past some students with their faces painted, in costumes, doing some sort of scavenger hunt.
>>24682519>>24682521Humble bragging frogposting punk. Fuck you and your writing.
>>246825190/10give up
>>24682562You should have your eyes gouged out.
Very dry and repetitive. Not bad though, you neither have bad prose nor good, and you have no awkward purple prose common to redditors. I want some more WHAAZAAAAAM some more OOOOOMPH some more BLAMO! This has the tsssssssssssssh but none of the razzle dazzle depressive frazzle you look for in these kinds of I-novel type setups.
>>24682569Why do you think your writing is good? It's bland and boring. It's a little gay pity party for yourself. Nothing you wrote was interesting or insightful.
>>24682519Take psychedelics
>>24682569If only that happened before I could read your dogshit.
