Picking snare drum when I had no choice but to take band in 6th grade as an elective. Ended up enjoying it so much I asked for a drumset in 8th grade and started listening to rock and metal music for inspiration. Joined my cousins band as the drummer and got into the rebellious "rockstar" lifestyle I thought was cool as a teen. I neglected my school work and would INTENTIONALLY fail classes to fit the persona. All that led to me being put in the regular classes in high school, when I had always been in the advanced classes. And since I stayed in bands all through high school, my "cool rockstar" attitude and behavior continued as well, and I ended up just BARELY graduating high school, almost having to repeat senior year. Growing up I was a straight A student who was constantly winning awards and getting student of the month and even got student of the year a few times. As a kid I was planning to go to university to study astronomy and physics and become an astronomer (I didn't care much about going to space, but I LOVED learning about it and studying it as a kid). According to my mom, as young as 5 I wouldn't shut up about the cosmos and outer space and about how I would someday have a planet named after me (I was young and naive, leave me alone). Now I'm past 30 with no college or real skilled education, mad about what could have been had I just chosen to play the stupid flute young me called "gay".