I loved school man, and not just in retrospect, I can’t believe I’m completely alone with that based on the comment section. And I wasn’t even one of the “cool kids” or anything. I went to a high school that some would consider “elite” (though that description makes me cringe), and sure, there were some stressful times, but generally as long as you had realistic expectations and didn’t aim to ace everything, it was pretty chill. My day began around 7:30 I think and was free after about 2pm, and usually I spent maybe like half an hour extra studying for the next day, plus a bit in the weekends, and then I could do whatever, it was such a bliss. And I loved learning, I just loved that I got to study such diverse topics, and you know what man, I love knowing that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. I’d take it over the sheer amount of bullshit you have to deal with as an adult any day.