I’ve been putting off writing this for about two months, which is precisely how long I’ve been living in San Francisco. I guess that’s because so much has been happening that I’m not sure what’s worth sharing, and yet I still don’t know what to make of my experiences, so I’m hesitant to summarize them just yet.
Basically, here’s what happened up until now. I went to a magnet high school in New Jersey that took pride in it’s high-GPA students and Ivy League acceptees (here’s what adults have to say about my school, here’s what kids have to say about my school). I wasn’t doing very well, managing my workload poorly, sleeping 2-3 hours a night, and compensating by sleeping through most of my classes. I definitely was not going to get into an Ivy, even though it had been more or less engraved in my brain by countless people that that was the only path to success/happiness/money/job security/whatever.
Apparently, there is another path. There are actually many other paths. So I guess that’s what I’m doing in San Francisco, a high school dropout working for a startup (Wanelo) and living in a walk-in closet (I’m serious, did you know you can fit a mattress in one of those?), figuring out the different paths I can take, and taking charge of my circumstances.
Most importantly, I’m starting my life right now, not waiting and hoping for it to hit me over the head 5 years from now with a high school diploma and a Bachelor’s degree that cost me $100-$200k.
So this is gonna be really interesting.