I wanna go back to my old school!! !

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I moved schools a few weeks ago. I am now officially in hell. I want my old life, my old friends, and my old will to live. I normally look forward to fresh starts and moving on from the past, but only when the thing I'm moving on TO is better than what I am leaving behind. This time it really really wasn't. I cry a lot because I miss my old friends.

The education is crap at my new school as well. What's the point of moving me DOWN?! They say I'm ruining my life, but it seems more like they're ruining it for me.

Who says you can't go home, huh?

It's not like we moved house. I wanna go back. My old school is the only school I've ever been to where I've actually been relatively happy, school phobia aside.

Just a rant.

When I was growing up, I ended up in your situation many times, as my parents constantly switched me from one school to the next. I always hoped for a fresh start too, but again, I was picked on, even though it was always for different reasons. There was only one school I ever wished I could return to, and my parents almost sent me back one year, but when they found out the school, which was previously all boys, hadn't made the grade level I'd be in coed yet, they changed their minds for some reason. They seemed to develop something against all boys schools for some reason.

Why did you move schools in the first place? Did you want to move, did your parents force the issue, or what? Some of the moves, in fact most of them, were done with very valid reasons. Perhaps you need to give this new school another chance, or at least tough it out until the end of the year then you can switch back. It's easier to switch at the beginning of the year than during in my opinion, as I have done both.

Just trying to help.

I often feel that way about my junior school, things were so simple then there wasn't all this cliques and popularity crap, there was, but not as much as there is in highschool.
I miss alot of things, my old house, I moved when I was 11 and I sometimes wish I still lived there now, I had friends there and I knew all the kids in that area and got on with them.
*gets nostalgic*

I knew those feelings when I was a child as well. We moved to a new house when I was around 8 and of course, my parents promised how great it was going to be in the new neighborhood, and even gave valid arguments as to why it would be so much better. Those promises never came to pass and it was the same as before.

The same with changing schools, which happened alot. They'd always make promises and even had good sounding reasons for why things would be the way they said, and of course they weren't.

The fact my sister never had social problems and I did didn't help my case much either. I just wanted the freedom to be myself, no be harassed, etc., but I never got it until much later in life.

I moved because of my school phobia, I was supposed to be going into a smaller group. But that didn't happen, and now I'm STILL in mainstream school, just a totally worse one.

It makes me feel sad when I think that my old friends will all get to go to prom without me in Year 11, then they'll be in sixth-form and get to use the awesome common room where you can get coffee and everything (the common room at my new school is a glorified shed).

Mum says I can't move back cos so much stuff has happened to get me settled at the new school. Well, newsflash, I'm not settled here, and I'm sure I never will be! Not a day goes by that I don't regret making the mistake of asking for help.

I do know how you feel, as like I said in a previous post, often went through the same sort of thing of unfulfilled promises of things being better in a new place. I can still remember when my parents sent me to private school saying nobody in the class could pick on me for being a new student because, since I was going into the lowest grade that school offered, everyone would be new. It turned out these kids all came from a small group of elementry schools and/or churches, so again, I was still considered "new" and looked upon with suspicion for being from outside their little world. I had to tough that out for 4 years because my parents didn't want to go to all the trouble of finding somewhere else for me. It was just plain miserable.

The only advice I can give you is try to make the best of it while at the same time, trying to see if perhaps you can transfer back to where you were before, or somewhere else.

Good luck.

Yeah, that must have sucked. I was seen as the new kid in Year 7 because everyone still knew each other from primary school. I thought that when I got to secondary school, I could just breeze doing my best "normal" act and I could finally be popular. This is before I discovered AS and realised that I am destined never to be one of the in-crowd (shortly after, I stopped caring).

I feel I am totally unconnected to the new school (though I'm actually MORE connected, as people from my old primary school are here). If a stranger asked me what school I go to, I would probably instinctively say the name of my old school. It was an awesome school, there were no cliques or anything, everyone just accepted each other. If it wasn't for my stupid school phobia, that place would be heaven on earth. Now I'm in a REAL high school, a place where nobody accepts anything that isn't chavvy. Wake-up call received, ET wants to go home now!!?

I've tried saying these things to social workers, they say, "This is your school now." They're wrong. It's a school I attend, yes. But MY school is my old school, always will be. I left my heart in the back of my locker there. (Do I sound too emo, LOL?!)

Like I said, I changed schools several times. My first school change was in grade 2. The school I went to was OK for 1st grade, but in 2nd grade, I got a new teacher who wasn't good at all. She didn't help me with anything and tried to isolate me from the other kids. My parents complained and things changed for a short time, then changed back again. My parents complained again, but the principal stood by the teacher, so my parents transferred me to another school.

I was behind when I transferred in, but my teacher helped me and I rose to near the top of the class. I did have some friends, and there were kids who didn't like me, but for the most part, I was happy there. After 2 years, my parents decided to yank me out and send me to the same school my sister went to, which was totally different. My previous school emphasized academics, this new school emphasized sports and since I was neither interested in or good at sports, I faced alot of harassment. My parnets didn't believe me or didn't care because my sister didn't have those problems. Only when she started having problems with one of her teachers and another parent said her son had complaints similar to mine did I finally get out.

6th grade was Catholic school. I was treated as an outsider for a variety of reasons, plus the school administration was vary biased towards certain students from families who were either polically influcential for wealthy. Thank goodness I was only there for a year.

7th grade I was in a private school that took rejects from other schools, and of course I didn't fit in there. My sister had transferred there before me and again, didn't have social problems, yet I did. Thank goodness that was only a year.

8th grade was public school, absolute hell. This one kid started a harassment campaign against me because he didn't like my voice. It was deeper than most students, so he and all these other kids made fun of it. My parents didn't believe that was the reason for it of course, so they punished me for the entire summer after the school year was over, meaning no TV, no listening to the radio, no listening to music, any form of entertainment at all, no going out, you name it, it was taken from me. The only thing I was allowed to do was sit around and wait for my sister to decide it was time to go swimming, and of course I had to go swimming too, an activity I never cared about but my parents enjoyed cramming down my throat. I never forgave them for not being there for me and ruining my summer. If I had been my sister, they'd have done something about the harassment but since I wasn't her, it was my fault and I deserved to be punished.

Grades 9-12 were in a private, Christian school. Again, sheer misery. My parents promised me the fact I was new wouldn't be held against me since everyone in my class would be new. As it turned out, these kids had been going to school or church together all their lives, so I was looked upon with suspicion as an outsider. I also refused to engage in a degrading week of hazing when seniors get to humiliate freshmen my making them dress in stupid costumes, push coins down the hall with their noses, diving on the ground when someone yelled "air raid," and other humiliations. That pushed me even further away from everyone. When I told my parents about this, they thought I should just do it, and didn't take me out of the school or raise hell like I was hoping they would.

I was constantly picked on for the rest of my time there, and of course the administration didn't seem to care, nor did my parents. I was picked on for being of the wrong religion, having gone to the wrong elementary school, not going to church, not going to school dances, not dating, having no school spirit, and I was even accused of being gay when one student found out I had once attended an all boys school.

Even when the school engaged in a blatant act of discrimination against me, allowing others to withdraw from a class I was doing poorly in but not allowing me to, they still kept me there. Only after the one teacher who thought I had something other to offer the school than tuition money told my parents exactly how biased and prejudiced that school was did they finally get off my back and start realizing maybe I wasn't the problem after all. Of course, they didn't try to transfer me out like they should have, or let me drop out and get a GED like my sister did, they just forced me to keep suffering.

I don't really identify myself with any of the schools I went to, I was just sort of in them. Alot of what I dealt with made no sense, until I discovered AS. I wish I could help you, but the only thing you can do, unless your parents let you go back, is try and make the best of it. The only hope I had in high school is one day I'd graduate and be rid of it and those horrible people once and for all.

I'm glad today that homeschooling and online schools are considered valid options for education. If I could have gone to an online high school, I would have been much better off. Perhaps that might be an option for you.

Just want to help.

Yeah, schools have many similarties to prisions. The school is run on the inside by cliches (or however you spell it) just like prisions. the strongest rule. In this case, the most popular. Its run by principals and teachers sort of like prisions, and the food is sub-par most of the time, (but that sandwich was good though) I'd kill for some food from Alcatraz. Course then i'd end up there. But school isn't that bad, it's the kids.

You still wanting to go back to your old school?

Sometimes I still just feel sad randomly if something makes me think about my old school.

I feel sad whenever I pass the pub where the prom was held every year at my old school. I haven't asked, but I bet the prom at the new school won't be anyway near as posh. And considering the fact that I have next to no friends here, I probably won't bother going to prom at all, because I won't have anyone to hang out with when I don't have a date. I was really looking forward to the Year 11 prom, I have been ever since Year 7. So was everyone else - people were already arranging who they were going to go with, and it's not for another 2 years! Now I don't even get to go, because of the stupid new school.