School's coming to an end

In primary school and in sec 1, this sentence would just make me so super duper happy. but this year, however, this sentence actually makes my heart sort of sink. like literally sink. it just has this sour feeling. i didn't like my class at all in the beginning of the year. but well, i guess feelings change as we change physically. i knew that there was a reason from being separated from my good friends in 1B. but i just wasn't enjoying the fact that i was in a whole new class, with new friends. 

now, it's a whole new story.

I don't want a school holiday.

I don't want streaming.

I don't want to get into my desired class.

I just want to be with the friends i made. I want to be called King in the class. I don't want to go to school next year with people calling me amanda. King  is my nickname, for those that do not know. anyway, i want to call my friends the names i created for them. i don't want to be in a whole new class where i call people by their names. like their real names. Sure i know that next year i'll find my friends to add on to the existent circle of friends. it'll just be a different feeling, a different class = a different culture. I'm so accustomed to this class culture, i don't want to change and then put effort in to adapt  to my new class.

 Oh well, all i can say is that i can only hope for the best and prepare for the worst. 

Countdown: 2 days to enjoy