So in 4th grade, I had to leave my first school. Ive left a lot of schools in my time so if you need some advice on being "the new kid" I have it. But I really liked my first school. I left it on Valentines Day. Yay... So I cant really say I HATE Valentines Day cause this was what happened:
So I had already told my 4th Grade class that I was leaving that day, so it was so sweet. We had the biggest going away party. I mean, it was for Valentines Day too, but we had never had such a big party. There was cake, cupcakes, cookies, brownies, storebought, homemade, everything. And me being a huge sugar addict, LOVED IT. Heres the thing, I had 1 or 2 good friends but I was kinda a bitxh (I actually still am) and was rude (still am) and was going through a rough time at home so i took it out on some people, and that made people not like me. I was a little bit of an outcast without the bitxhiness because I went to a dual language school and it was really hard for me to learn Spanish. But that day, man, i really felt like they LIKED me. And the class bully (he wasnt really a bully he was just bigger than everyone else) gave me a little stuffed animal/bug thing but it was really cute and it was holding candy too. That was so sweet i still remember it. And my favorite teacher ever, Ms. Diana, (I will remember this for-freaking-ever)pulled me aside, hugged me, and said "this is all for you".
So I cant hate Valentines Day. I can hate that I dont have a Valentine, but I dont really care I can get all the candy I want from my friends; i can hate that I left my school then; I can hate all the mushy, gooshy, pink, red, hearts, and whatever everywhere; But hate the day? No way. Never
Kisses <3
KatCentral
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