My Life As A Full Blown Loser

School was never my thing.

I'd always gone to private school. I've seen videos of people saying they wishing they went to private school. Believe me, they don't. 

Let me explain. Lot's of parents transferred their kids to private school in hopes their child wouldn't get bullied. That their wouldn't be fights. It's a shame that's not true. Private school kids get into fights over the dumbest things. One time, these boys in my class started fighting each other in the jungle gym. One of them put the other in choke hold. They both had detention that day. 

The cause of the fight? "I just felt like it."

Another thing that sucks about private schools, the rules. The dress code is basically the same as public school, except on steroids.  They whip out the ruler to make sure that your skirt is at most two inches from the knee. In public schools, or at least what I've heard about them, guy's don't get dress coded. That's not true for private schools. A common infraction being you didn't tuck in your shirt or you didn't wear a belt.

And friends? I never had more than two at a time. I asked my mom about it and she just said that some people have their strengths. That's mom code for "You're really sensitive so I wouldn't say it directly, but you aren't good at peopling."

My friends before I switched schools were Paloma and Blakely. I really liked both of them, but as I got older I realized I was kind of mean to Paloma. Honestly, I was kinda mean to everyone at Sancti Lacobi. 

Sancti Lacobi was the school I went to for the first five years of elementary school. I used to miss it and want to go back, but now, I don't know what I'd do if I went back. Maybe I would be happy? Probably not.

I do know one thing. I want to say sorry. To Paloma, Blakely, and everyone. I just don't have the words yet.

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Hi. This chapter was really hard to write. It low key made me sad. I'm also sorry I didn't post for awhile. I just honestly didn't feel like it. Love you! Joke of the day: Knock knock. Who's there? Figs. Figs who? Figs your doorbell I've been knocking for forever!