Wasn't sure where to put this. Just needed to put it down somewhere.

I was up thinking one night and I realized, my 6th grade year sucked. Really sucked. It was the worst year of my life. As if getting used to changing classes wasn't enough, I had 2 friends in my class. My best friend, Noah and my other friend Ashley. I barely talked to them during class. I talked to Noah during lunch, Ashley was sitting with other people. All my other friends were separated from me for all but about an hour of the day. My friend Kim, and my then friend John. All of us hate John now. We realized how much of an ass he really is. Anyway, I would talk to Kim and Noah during lunch. Lunch was my favorite 30 minutes of the day.

I wasn't very good at any of the classes. I failed one class and almost failed most of the others. Gym class was the only class I wasn't close to failing. My classes were as follows:

1st period: English
2nd period: English cont'd
3rd period: Science
4th period: "Special" (art, music, gym, library)
Study hall
Lunch
5th period: Math
6th period: Geography (on Mondays, we had Spanish instead)
7th period: History

English
This was my least favorite class. I hated the teacher, and she hated me. If I forgot my homework I'd get screamed at for about 10 or 15 minutes and a 0. No second chances. Mrs. Dean(the teacher) seemed to be nice to everyone but me. Some days I'd pretend I was sick just to avoid going to English class. Other days I'd go to the nurse's office and try to get sent home, if I couldn't I'd stall until English was over, then go to my next class. I almost failed this class. My grade was a 70 something.

Science
I was neutral to this class. I guess I was happy in it because as of 3rd period, Mrs. Dean couldn't do anything to me. I've never done well in science, I'm not sure why. I guess it's a result of my laziness. I may have been neutral to this class but I was stuck sitting next to all the "jocks" that hated me. And science partners went by seat. So I was always stuck with the one I hated most. Brendan. I still hate him. I did okay in this class, my grade was an 80 something.

"Special" classes
I was good in gym, all you had to do to pass was change your clothes. It didn't matter if you didn't try, the gym teachers wouldn't let anyone bother you. I did bad in library, I think that teacher had it out for me like Mrs. Dean. The library teacher and Mrs. Dean were close so I guess it would be assumed they'd both hate me. In art class, I was stuck next to the "jocks" again. The same ones as in science. I hated when we had art. Not only because of my seat, but I'm not artistic. My drawing suck, and I can't paint or anything. I guess I'm decent at coloring, but we stopped coloring in 2nd grade. So I was fucked. The music teacher was boring. We had to make our own instrument at one point. I made a set of "panpipes" by taping a bunch of straws together. I almost failed that project and this class.

Math
I've never been good at math either. I almost failed this class as well. I understood everything, but I never bothered. Before tests we would have to put all our notes together from that section and staple them together. I always did that during study hall and lunch the day we had to hand it in.

Geography/Spanish
I did okay in geography. We usually did things with partners. I got stuck with Brendan's best friend Erik most of the time. I hate Erik too. I guess he's okay when Brendan's not around. But I still hate him. IN Spanish class we had 1 project that counted for about half of our final grade. We had partners for it. My partner and I didn't even start the project. So we both failed Spanish.

History
History was my favorite class. Not because I was good at it, because I got a 70 in it. It was because I felt like the history teacher, Mrs. Kondratick was one of the only people that wasn't out to get me. But Mrs. Kondratick didn't get her tenyer or whatever it was, so she couldn't come back.

After hearing of Mrs. Kondratick leaving, I gave up. In about January I just gave up on everything. Everybody was making fun of me, I hated everyone and everything. The guidance counselor must have noticed me acting differently, because she called me down to her office and talked to me. She reminded me that I'll never fit in, and that I'll always be different. That made me want to die. I wanted to die for the rest of the school year. But then, finally, when I thought it never would, the 6th grade ended. I was finally happy again, and I no longer wanted to kill myself. So now I feel like a happy, normal teenager ^-^

I know what you mean dude 6th grade was a bitch

6th grade sucked for me too, I was still learning English so it was kind of confusing.

All of middle school is bad (esp 7 and 8th grade for me). And unfortunately you are only half way through. Try to find a hobby/sport or something out of school that you enjoy. This helps a lot to keep your engine running. Also try not to be as lazy. Thus you can get better grades and the school faculty is nicer. Just 2 more years and then high school which is a lot better.

6th grade was fine 4 me becsue our school system goes from elementary right to high school. gr k/4/7/8/10 sucked. 10 REALLY SUCKED.

you wanted to kill yourself because you had a bad year at school because a few of your friends werent in your class anymore? and because you werent doing so well in some of your classes?

and you wanted to die becuase someone told you you wouldnt fit in

your not to to fit in unless you try

and god... its school, get over it, so many people have so much more to complain about... almost everyone does. Peope are dying, getting kicked out of their homes, getting sick, get over it...

my 6th grade was absolutley horrible. at first, in the main campus we were so overpopulated that there were classes in closets! and evryone hated and beat up the 6th graders. so then they gave us a "west campus" were we hid frm the world in the middle of the mini mall. all the stores hated us b/c they thought were wer goin to b a pain so they strted closing wen we came outa school and opening wen we wer in. then we had to take a west bus to the main campus and get ther b4 our real bus left us. and trust me, they didnt wait. we also had these "jams"in the middle of the halls they wer really terrible. i hated all my teachers i got my very first C (which was almost a D in math) i didnt get art instead, i got stupid computers. and gym of course hated me. i went thru a whole "im fat" thing and ther was a situation that me and my friends pinned against each othr. and to top it all off: i got my very first heartbreak and its still the worst b/c of the way i was rejected.........so yeah i hated 6th grade

6th grade Was Horrible for me TOO! i had no friends what so ever! that was the year i became emo.

Sixth Grade was the worst year of my life. I went through a depression when my parents got divorced and we moved 4 time. Unfortunately, we stayed in the same school district. At the beggining of the year, I was really popular and preppy. I had a ton of friends. I had two best friends: Hayley and Maggie. People couldn't seperate us. We were the most popular people in school. We had a group that followed us everywhere. I hated it. I started to stop talking to people. The only people I talked to were Hayley, Maggie, and Ashley, a girl who followed us everywhere. I told them everything. Then, it all went bad. Hayley and Maggie completely turned on me. They started spreading rumors and told people all my secrets. I went completely mute then. I lost every friend I had. Every friend, but Ashley. She was the only person who stuck by me through my depression. She talked to me, even though I didn't talk back. man, she could go on forever. And now, 5 years later, we are still best friends. I love her. She got me through middle school. Although, 7th and 8th grade were actually really fun for me. my life turned around!!! I loved my last two years of middle school.

For me, 6th grade was FAWESOME.

Loved it. ^^

5th grade.... that was the bitch.

6th grade was my first year in middle school. Yeah, it was tough adjusting to social and acedemic changes. 6th grade is when you begin to figure out who you are, and to make decisions based on that. Its a difficult time, but its worth it in the end.

Aaron wrote: you wanted to kill yourself because you had a bad year at school because a few of your friends werent in your class anymore? and because you werent doing so well in some of your classes?

and you wanted to die becuase someone told you you wouldnt fit in

your not to to fit in unless you try

and god... its school, get over it, so many people have so much more to complain about... almost everyone does. Peope are dying, getting kicked out of their homes, getting sick, get over it...

your mean,
but honest |:

me too. everyone bullied me. :[