Adventures in Sadness, and loneliness, and just ajkfnsklGJKADLSBGJLDGJDAGJLADGJ

It's been 8 weeks since my first day of 8th grade.8 weeks off longing just to crawl back upstairs to the 7th grade halls and cry about algebra and scream, 'SCREW YOU NEW YEAR!'

But most of you probably think I'm overreacting right?

hmph. -.- If only you knew...

charming. right?

I think it's the fact that last year was SO GREAT that makes this year so awful.
I mean last year everyone was all happy and cheerful...

...and now this year...

and last year, everything made SENSE.
This year I kinda sit here like,

But the one thing I miss the most, is the people of last year.
Like Kerr-Bear. He was always so jolly.

 and Massah.
oh sweet babies Massah...

and then my favorite.
Ms. Conner. The oracle.

Yes she's a lion. Lion's are wise.
She gave such great advice.

Now this year the teachers are all like,

all except one. Only one teacher remains that's so awesome I wanna blow up.
That's Ms. Baker.
She's such a boss.

So just advice for you all...
DON'T. LEAVE. SEVENTH. GRADE. DDD;

OR YOU'LL END UP LIKE ME! DDDDD;

no one wants that. no one. ;-;