I don't know if I would say I hated high school, although it was a really bad time where chemistry teachers taught you the world is a meaningless void filled with atoms that produce an illusion of life(or teach it in a way to suggest that), smoking health teachers, kids lighting pot cigarettes and trash cans at lunch, kids talking about each other behind each other's backs, evil gym teachers, English teachers who keep going onto game shows to win and gain attention, becoming a jerk who yelled at everyone for not being knowledgeable like myself, the feeling of paranoia that everyone's out to get you, and massive guilt caused by years of having the same school district supplied aide. But there were also some good people who I still know from there, and art classes I always got good grades in, and a Magnet counselor who always had your back. But I wouldn't do it again, if I had the choice.