This is the school year that I die. I cannot make it through. Depression will try to attack me. The people in my classes are atrocious. A guy behind me in my honors geometry kept slamming his desk into mine, was whistling loudly, and was making comments on every single thing. He was a popular kid ofc. And my physical science class is all guys and the rest are popular girls which are way too high ranking in popularity for me to converse with. There's one girl that I'm willing to talk to, but she's across the room and she also speaks Spanish. But she's pretty good at English and I can only hope that she'll choose me if we have to get into groups.