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I left school and here's why Pt. 1

July was the best and the worst month of my life to say the  least. As I mentioned in the previous blog, it was my brother's wedding so I had a blast but after 18th, it went downhill. My newly found friends were returning back to their homes and I had certain classes at school that I was definitely not looking forward to attend. I also got admission in a private tution centre so those classes didn't really help but my mom was bent upon sending me to keep my 'reputation intact'.

I went to school and got severe headaches (because I'm allergic to sunlight and there's a hell lot of sun there.) (Also because the students are straight up douchebags. You might notice I have no friends.) Anyway, I hauled my rear up every morning at 9 when all the 15 people in my house (minus guests) were sleeping and went to school, which I hated with my body, heart and soul. I also went to my private tution on Saturday and Sunday which is awesome by the way. I have a shit-ton of friends there.  
Anyway, school started on August 6th and everything was ok. It was Monday and I was in better conditions than the previous year. At least my classmates were ignoring me rather than saying vicious things about me so that's awesome. 
We had out introductory first class of almost all subjects and I got home ok. I did whatever little homework we had and then the storm hit. 
On Tuesday, first period, it was Language class and we wrote an essay. I'm ok at essays, and I had practised on it in summer vacay so it's good. Everything was chill to the max. I wrote my essay (150 words is the word limit, remember that) and handed it in, and then I asked the question that led me to get the f**k out of that hell hole.
(Continued in Part 2. I don't want this to get long and boring.)

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