I can't believe what happened yesterday. So I've already moved to the new class and caused the amount of students there to become 35, leaving the class of hell with 26 students only. But that wasn't just because of me, several friends also moved successfully to the other class. But no, the problem wasn't finished there and then. You would think once I'm happy and everything's settled, it's solved right? NO! You're wrong. The teachers wouldn't stop bothering and terrorizing us the next days, because that's what their true intentions right? To make me suffer. So they aren't happy coz the headmaster had moved me to the new class and I'm now happy, and they tried other ways to terrorize us, the oh so-called Switchee Group. First day after I moved, me and Switchee Group were called to the headmaster's office, and he said we needed to sign an official statement saying we would study well in the new class, because the other fuckin' teachers won't believe we're there to study. They thought we're there to just meet our friends and create chaos together [what an incredible fantasy!]. So we agreed and signed the letter, and you would thought it'd end there, right? RIGHT? NO. It hasn't ended. The next day my class supervisor interrupted Economy lesson and immediately I knew it was about us again, considering she was holding the student names list of both classes. And it was true of course. She said she'd been thinking of it a few times, and it's not good to tip the balance of the amount of students in both classes, 35 to 26. She said people would think there's something wrong with the other class [well, dude, it is RIGHT! So what's your problem?] and that our so-called 'good' school would be considered not capable of dividing the classes and the students well [THAT is also RIGHT, damn it! They're not capable!]. See? All they think about is themselves. Their images. How people would think about them. And of course once again, the STUDENTS are the one who would have to sacrifice.

She asked about 4-5 students to move to the other class, to make sure the amount of students won't be so obviously unbalanced. I basically was being deaf and blind, sleeping on my bag and ignoring her words. Wouldn't happen! If she expects me and the Switchee Group to go back to Class of Hell, newsflash, it WON'T happen. I am incredibly pissed off by this school now. They think what they do is for ours best. They keep saying that this year is the important year, that we all need to graduate successfully. Well, the problem is, they can't understand that IN ORDER TO DO THAT, I've searched for a better studying situation and environments. Three days I've spent in Class of Hell, and not a single silent minute I've got even though we were doing tests. I could BARELY concentrate at all, and they said they did that FOR OUR SAKE? Damn it, stupid cone-heads! They're just terribly WRONG, and I hope I could've spat these words to their face to make them understand once and for all and leave us alone. Finally three students volunteered to move, and the whole class was disappointed coz they were like the coolest buddies in the class. The situation grew tense with all of us emotionally triggered, and some of us were crying (yes I was crying too) because we began accusing each other, trying to intimidate everyone with guiltyness. I knew deep down inside they were hating ME, as some of them had said it would be better if the Switchees go back to their classes and let everything become just like it's used to be. I was ready to grab my bag and storm out of the class, dropping out of that fuckin' school as soon as possible of they were gonna approve the idea, but well, for once they were smart enough and didn't do that.

Really, I've been picturing myself dropping out of school a few times. It'd feel so damn satisfactioning I know. I'd just leave the school behind my back, running and running without stopping to nowhere. I swear I would've done that if I was told to go back to my previous class. Anyway, the three students were finally leaving our class, leaving us devastated as ever. It's NOT fair to ask me to go back to my previous class and make everything like how they used to be, but it is NOT fair either to ask someone who's been in that class since the start to move instead, for the sake of all of us. It's the TEACHER's fault, it's them who have ruined our life. However now thanks to them, I believe the whole class HATE ME. They hate me because I've moved there and forced their friend to move out, and I'm no longer welcome in neither class. Fine. That works out for me. I've been the forsaken since who knew how long. Damned you teachers.