Later after my first lesson I remembered what day it was: may 30th, the day my teacher (previous school) was a bit loveydovey (censored). 

Many things started flowing through my head and I realized I wasn't going to make it without some panic and I told one of my teacher that if I suddenly were to disappear then he would know it's just panic. Surprisingly he offered to ditch his class in case his support was needed. Yes he is a very nice person when he wants to. Fortunately.

I managed to sneak away at the end of the lesson and had my little panic as per usual from last year with the scratching and the hysterical crying etc. nothing special just the same routine...

Later my biology teacher found me for some reason  (he doesn't even know my name) and he seemed concerned so he tried to comfort me which really surprised me because he kind of intimidating and can be very insulting (towards stupid people who ruin his lessons which always makes me laugh because they deserve it). Anyways I told him a little bit about myself; some background, view of life etc (still in tears and now ripping apart paper) when suddenly he started to cry a bit as well and said "I'm moved" (if that's the correct translation) and I was like WTF?!?! because 1 it's the first  time I've made anyone cry who's not my mother in many years and 2 he out of pretty much everyone I know was the last person I'd never think would cry over anything!

All the advice he gave me was just "go to café 44 and stare at people who might be like you". I didn't reeeally get it but it was "fun" talking to him.

My head is really confused now which is NOT good considering I have a history test tomorrow (fri), a social studies test (mon), a psychology test (wed) and this huge assignment in science (tue) which if I not turn it in then I'll get an F in the course (I currently have C) and have to work on it during the summer.

Booyah