It wasn't as big of a deal loosing as I expected. My math teacher helped me. Shes awesome. One day last week, I really wanted to kill myself. (hence my post: don't kill yourself) she, like everyone else just assumed that I was taking people tearing my flyers down personally. But I wasn't. I'm not gonna explain why I was depressed. The bottom line was she pulled me into the hallway and told me I need to stay positive, and not let people get me down. That was perfect advice. I don't think I'll kill myself. I just want to go into a coma until I turn eighteen. Okay? No dying, just no waiting.
You weren't at the elections. Maybe that's how I lost. Oh well. I'll kick some @$$ next year. And I still made a speech in front of a Bunch of people that don't really care.
I don't want this school year to end. I love all of my teachers. What am I gonna do when I feel like kkilling myself next year and there's nobody to pull me into the hallway? I guess I'll just think about that day, maybe things will beokay.
I sure hope things will be okay.
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