2000wolfangsOP
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I want to switch schools. I really do. I just hate my old school, the cruel classmates, the boredom of my old school. The building, the dead colours and the events kill me each day slowly. I can not take this school anymore. I realize that I am just wasting my time at this school. It is so dead to me. I'm in the eleventh grade and I want to have an exciting high school. My old school is just dead. I can't make friends much. I have friends but they aren't reliable ones. Backstabbers, I would say. No worthy to be good close friends. I don't understand. Am I weak? Am I too sensitive? Afterall, I give my fullest heart to be good friends with each person. Yet many continue to reject it.None that I can hang out with so easily. i want friends in which I can do things together. Go to parties. Meet girls. And speaking of girls, my school is only boys. Which is worse. I need girls. Not saying girls as a perverted way but I need girls. One can not deprive themselves of the opposite sex. They will turn insane as for both needs each other. I want to have friends that are both girls and guys. I need somebody to talk to for hours while somebody to joke about sex or anything related. I want to have both. I want to have the same things as a normal student. I hate private school. I really do. Lack of fun events and lack of school spirit kills me slowly. At first, I thought i would be awesome to come into that school. Boy, was I wrong.And now, I just want to enter into a public school. Switch mid year so I can atleast have a year and a half of school experience. That's how much i hate this place. I hate the classmates. I hate how they treat me. No matter what I do, I'm always mocked, insulted, made fun of and rejected. But I don't understand. I can make friends easily outside of school. I'm quite normal in fact. Perhaps its just this school. Rumors, lies, and betrayal. I don't understand. maybe I'm stupid or pathetic to be popular around this school. But either way, I'm the same person that I've been before.Now the idea of changing school is quite different from my mother. She perceives it as insulting. I know, i know. Not all public schools are good. But this public school that I want to go to is quite well. I just really want to go to that school. Why can't I go mother? Why are you here to stop me? What matter does it make if I go to that school mid year? I'm aleady a failure in life. My dream is to act yet you insult me and lower my confidence and dignity of acting. No, I'm not going to follow your ways, your wishes. This is my life. I am going to take full control and full direction as long as possible. You may be here to guide me but you are not here to force me. Mother, understand that I will find happiness and peace in my new school. I will find friends, parties, girls, guys, and tons more. I know, I'm a fool and a delusional fool in fact. But I just know that this change of schools will revolutionize my life. I want something new, something fresh. I want to be away from the mockery of my classmates for the past 7 years. Everyday, I feel the lies. It is like a virtual world. The Matrix. It is good yet it is not real. I do not wnat to be lied to anymore. And everyday, I feel suicidal. I want to end my life just to display my suffering inside my heart. But I'm a torn soul. I can not show what I feel. everyday, I put on a mask, one for my siblings, one for my friends, and one for others to think about. I just want to be accepted.....I don't understand, mother. Why are you against it? What, because its prestigious? I don't care! Schools do not matter as long as the grades. Besides, this school is the biggest school in BC. The public school is funded with many equipment that I am interested in working with. They have dances, clubs, newspaper, yearbook..all these things that I want to join yet lack in my private school. Mother, please understand. I know, your reputation is important. But ignore it. Why care about it when your son is in peace? Be happy that I am to succed in a functional school. Be happy.These are my final words. I can not write anymore. I am still in the state of sorrow and grief. I can not stand this any longer. I have to say, this did satisfy me for a bit. I have to admit, I did feel great to pour out my story from my depressing heart. But it is not enough for me to be satisfied. I want to make new friends, not just friends but good friends. And especially good memories. And listen, I am not a child of strange behavior. In fact, come to know me and realize how sane I am. I am not emo, nor suicidal though I do have thoughts of that. You may say that I am unsatisfied and greedy of happiness in life but that may be an opinion. Whatever your thoughts are of I, I appreciate it and take it as a feedback. These words are not created for entertainment. They are true words, words from me, the author of this article.
