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30 Jan 2016

Dear diary,

I hate this school.

No, not because drama happened but because of its stupid rules. We can't bring our phones to school, our uniforms are ugly and we have spot checks. Since when were people this disciplined? Actually, I wouldn't call it disciplined. It's more of tying a bird down. Stopping it from flying free. It's more of that.

My friend and I were ranting about how the principal runs this school with all the rules that's asphyxiating. She even told me that before Principal Song was the principal, Principal Nam ran the school in a less strict way.

But now that I'm here, I just had to undergo all of these stupid rules? Just to give the school a good reputation of its students? We're all just students in the end, human beings. Younger ones who are lost in a swimming pool, some even close to drowning themselves. Though we don't know what we're doing or what exactly what we want to do, we'll eventually know because as time goes, the clearer the sight of everything will be.

I want to go back. To my old school. To my friends. I want to turn back time and wished that everything would stop then. The move. The financial problems. Everything.

Love,
Mandu
(Baek Dohui)

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