Mistakes & Selfishness Behind Happiness
Chapter 26

**new school**

Today I was invited to my new school. The school is great, bigger than my old school.

Her principal mother welcomed my friendly arrival. The principal's mother told me to choose 1 out of 4 classes. Because of its many students, Class 9 is divided into 4 rooms, 9-A, 9-B, 9-C, 9-D. I chose class 9-D. I occupy the same class as my cousin Rudi, yes me and her age. I used to call her cak.

Early entry to school.

I haven't got a new uniform yet, so I'm still wearing the old school uniform.

Well because it is different from the others so it looks more striking.

Even one school knows. Every time a ceremony or gymnastics is together, all eyes are on me. (His taste is between shame and pleasure, so the center of attention feels like an impromptu artist's cake, hehehe. Though the face fitting pasan.)

Here his students more than 3 times more than my school first. Well you could say this is my favorite school here, accredited.

When I introduced myself in class, they greeted me kindly. I thought everything would be good to me, and accept me.

But everything starts to change as the day goes by. Many hated me because I said I liked the teachers better. I think it's normal.

In class the girls during break busy preening makeup even in their bags the contents of makeup tools.( Not awesome, though? if the pen runs out, you can wear lipstick, hehehe.) Yes, although not all girls are like that.

When there is a teacher teaching them there is a sleep, some play mobile phones. What is worse when there is a teacher that they do not like, what else is a teacher who is not young, they can be bright - a light to argue when in the love of duty, he said, chat when the teacher explained, even some who do not want to write, even busy playing mobile phone.

Wow really different 180 degrees from my school, although my school used to be small but they respect the teacher even though it is old or young. No one plays cell phones, or even dares to challenge the teacher. They are also very different from my friends, who do not like to preen. Not distinguishing friends from anything. From these two environments I can learn many things.

I'm the most different of them all. I was silent and listened when there was a teacher teaching and explaining. Performing the tasks assigned. I'm taking her during class hours. I don't make up, my face is plain without powder or lipstick. I was used to my behavior, I didn't want to change it either, so I learned to be an exemplary student. Although not an achiever at least does not leave a bad impression. Maybe because it was a teacher who liked me, it made them envious and made them hate me even more.

Because of that envy, some girlfriends in my class bullied me. There are also other classes. From just berating maki, away from, judging, even mumpetin shoes.

It's so hard to make friends here because if anyone's close to me they'll be bullied. Only my countrymen sometimes talk to me and greet me, he's also a bully victim just like me, but he seems to be used to it. So when bullied he's just a bitch. I salute him very much.

Sometimes sometimes cak Rudi nyamperin invites to the cafeteria for just snacks.

Even if I usually only rest in class, even I do not go to the cafeteria if cak Rudi does not invite me.

That's when I haven't been so memorized by the location and building of this school.

But with time. I began to know a little - a little, helped by some of my classmates who began slowly - slowly want to be friends with me.

I usually go to the library during my break, after the cafeteria. Waiting for the break time is over, I choose to read books - textbooks sometimes also story books. Than in the classroom hear insinuations and insults from those for whom there is no benefit.

At first I was alone, but long - long my fellow countrymen also come, same cak Rudi. Not long ago there was also Desi who wanted to be close to me. Not knowing why he often spied on me, he was not afraid of being bullied by the others. Maybe it was because he was used to classmates.

I was indifferent to their bullying, their insults, I was lazy to reply, let them do as they please. As long as they don't play hit, I'll chat with them. Honestly I'm also depressed, often lazy to go to school. There is fear, annoyance, also fatigue. But I keep trying to be ordinary. To make them look I don't feel depressed. Maybe because it's also what makes some of them want to be friends with me, because with the bully-an of them - they I'm still ordinary.

I didn't tell my mother about it. Let him know I'm in good school. I don't want to burden my mother with a problem that I think I can still overcome. I will graduate soon, too. It was also my spirit against the bullyan of them. I just want to go to school in peace. I can graduate well. Not disappointing my mom with my dad.