When I was a teenager. Life was pretty strange. I was one of the best in my school at sports. Stopped playing during 9th grade. Started dressing excentric (black) and a bunch of outcast followed so "popular" I guess. Was it good? At the time no. Today I look at it as a lesson. I was already in the top %5 of smartest people in my grade(prob top 2-3%). I was #1 coder in school though. Very few people was coding in my school back in the day (17yrs ago). I ended up dropping out in 12th grade due to trouble with drugs, fighting and the law.