My CPTS Grind Begins
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2 min read
tl;dr: Dropped out, tuned in. From lost to Linux. HTB is now my dojo—and I’m not leaving without a belt.
I just started my CPTS journey. Here’s the mess:
Dropped out of college. Twice, mentally. Once officially.
Took 2 years of existential lag to realize—college wasn’t gonna save me, it was gonna slow roast my ambition like a tandoori chicken.
So I said “f*ck this” and dipped.
But hey—plot twist—I’m still doing an online degree on the side. Backup plan. Just in case my hacker dreams crash like my first Python script.
So now?
🔐 I’m going all in on HTB CPTS.
Target: Certified Penetration Testing Specialist before I blow out next year’s birthday candles.
Gonna grind every Tier 0 module like it owes me money.
And I’m chewing through the Pentester path too—packet by packet, port by port.
Side quests I unlocked:
- Gym arc: I’m finally touching grass… and dumbbells.
- Boxing: Need to hit something that’s not a keyboard.
- Ice baths: Pain is temporary. Regret is frozen.
Why all this?
‘Cause I’m done living like an NPC with a bad internet connection.
No more scroll-scroll-snooze.
Now it’s learn, punch, break, build, repeat.
This ain’t procrastination—it’s a pipeline.
Still f*cking up? Yeah.
Still learning? Faster than ever.
Still broke? Possibly.
But this time, I’ve got a plan—and Parrot OS.
Mantras I’m living by:
- Don’t wait. Certs won’t earn themselves.
- Break stuff. Carefully. Legally. With logs.
- Stay spicy. Boring is for bugs.
- Look cool. Clacky keyboard, black hoodie, dead server.
Each day’s a payload. I’m just trying to deliver clean.
Studying CPTS? Training for that digital knockout? Hit me up—let’s suffer together.
P.S. Follow my madness on Twitter where I post hacks, rants, boxing gloves, and bad decisions.