School, Home, and everywhere else where Life goes on

School

School for some people it's a safe place, for other it's a place where they don't want to go. For me it's pretty much both. Sometimes I want to go because we might be doing fun things in class that day or I just really want to see my friends. Other times I don't want to go because their are so many people and I just get overwhelm. Also, that when I go to school I see that I compare myself to people even more than I already do know. That's something you will learn about me that I compare myself to other people in a bad way and it hurts me. Maybe I will write a chapter on that or not. It's because I want to say things but their are things that you are not suppose to talk about on the internet because you will never know who is reading on the other side.             

Back to talking about school I love all my teachers expect one he just scares me with his yelling and gets me really nervous but I can see why because the kids in my class don't know when to stop talking. I told my mom about his classes and at parent teacher meetings she bought it up and I was so scared because I didn't want that teacher to get in to any trouble because of me . They told the teacher how I was feeling and he said he tried his hardest to stay away from yelling and I can see that he is trying. But before I told my family about his class I would get so nervous to go into his room. Once I would put one foot into the class room I could feel time slowing down.Before , once i had gotten his class over I was fine crazy how the human mind works.

                 
This year I found out that I was put in a high reading and writing class.I was really happy because I could tell meh parents something they could be proud of not that they aren't proud of me I just wanted them to know. When I told my mom she was just like that's good. Something about my mom is that she does't really show emotion she really doesn't give us hugs or kisses. we have to be the ones to give them to her. But what I was really waiting for was to tell my dad . Something about my dad is that he doesn't know how to read or write or talk really good english . The the only thing he knows how to do is spell his name and do simple math. And I was so ready to tell him that I was put in a class with a higher education. It made him really happy when I told about the news because when we were smaller he told us that all he wants if for us to go to school and make something of ourselves.. But, I can see what they meant about those classes being hard because everything is mostly on your own and no one really ask for help and I'm their like okay... Life at school goes by so fast when I'm with my friends at lunch and I love walking around the courtyard with theme sometimes they make me forget everything that has happened and they make me remember everyday how I hope I never lose one of them. Yeah this is some what of life at school is me.