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My CPTS Grind Begins

Apr 14, 2025

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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.