There is HOPE!!!

School

I hate math.

It disappoints me dearly, like myself a lot of the time, but when I look at Math I think...

Sugar Honey Ice Tea.

And if you don't agree with me, well...

Good for you.

But I've always had trouble with school, ever since I was really, really small. I think it's because I have an overactive imagination that won't leave me alone at all and then I get side tracked, and I fail.

But when do we need geometry in our future? Unless you want to be a teacher of course, but who would want that?

Personally as a student I wouldn't be able to deal with people my age if I was a teacher, you put your time and effort in teaching us yet we don't show the respect that they deserve. They do a lot for us!

But there was one school I went to, it seemed that it never really cared for some of the students.

As I was saying before, I had an overactive imagination. I don't pay attention easily. I don't think I have ADHD, (at least I don't think), but something about actually paying attention strikes something in me to where I just can't.

It sucks.

But I went to this elementary school, I won't say the name of it but let's just say one year the grade overall the entire school was a F, and it was terrible.

My mom, brother and I moved from Idaho and into Oklahoma when I was about 7 or 8 and moved in with our grandparents. The school close to our house at the time was that one.

I never really did great in kindergarten or First grade, but I thought this would be a new start for me. Since we didn't get completely done packing my brother and I didn't start school for about two weeks in so we were behind.

Since I was starting the second grade my brother was starting fourth grade. Since we never knew the time we were supposed to get there we got there late. Breakfast was over so we had to go without breakfast and I got lost trying to find my class. But when I finally found it I was five minutes late. I got in trouble for interrupting the class.

It was troubling.

I wasn't able to make many friends, and when I did they weren't good people, especially towards me. But I thought maybe that's how friends are like.

I could never focus in school, made D's and F's, but I never asked for help, and when I did I felt extremely stupid.

My art teacher despised me. She hated my art. I thought my art was great, but when I showed her she would compare mine with another students and be like, "See, this is what it's supposed to look like."

It lowered my self esteem.

Then 3rd grade came around and I made two amazing friends, one I've sadly lost connection with but the other I'm still friends with on Facebook, but while I made those friends I was bullied.

Those were some tough years for me.

I had to transfer schools.

Then in 4th grade I did so good. Got A's and B's. I made even more friends and didn't get bullied as much, I did get a bit teased though and something following the summer of 4th grade changed my life. I won't get into to much detail with that though.

5th grade, my grades dropped, and I didn't care at that point. And 6th through the beginning of 8th grade was like that too. I became bitter, hateful, and did a lot of shit I wasn't proud of.

There is nothing I can do about it now, it was in the past, but I changed my ways. At the end of 8th grade I did better.

The 9th and I was doing better than ever. It shocked me. Still shocks me. Of course I had slip ups, but doesn't everyone?

Not I'm in the 10th grade, looking at a Geometry packet. But instead I'm writing this. Why?

Because math is a waste of time and was meant to torture people.

Wow, I did write a lot.

Well...

I guess this is it for now..

Love, ( ´◡‿ゝ◡')