Life Isn't fair.

You can't expect to cry and then get everything you ever wanted. You can't just expect to sit on your ass and become a billionaire. You have to work for it. You need put elbow grease into life.

I realized to mentally survive 6th grade, I needed to become the better man. While people just sat around, taunting me and harassing me just as they did a year ago, I just simply ignored them.

Satisfy yourself before you satisfy other people, is what I say. I worked hard, grinding lessons out, and had some of the highest averages in the sixth grade; A B honour roll if not. And come on, y'know yours truly got into honor's classes.

By the second half of 6th grade, My depression had faded away, I was finally happy in life. I don't know if anyone will read these, or even care, but it's something i'm willing to share. This isn't intended to be a vent.