I thought moving to a new school would be the best thing in my whole life. I hated my lessons. But eventually I made new friends. 

But I went back to my old school. I thought I would enjoy the lessons more. But now I have so much work to catch up on. And the people are crap. I miss my friends. 

I just came back during a free period and just started crying. But I have to go back in a few minutes.




I can't wait another year and a half to be happy.

I want to be happy now.