I’ve been trying to write a very frustrated paragraph for 30 minutes now. My parents have just informed me that we will be moving back to America after this school year due to us not having any more money to be able to stay here. My parents often ask me what’s wrong with me and why I’m acting so angrily towards them and why I never come out of my room. I’m just really fucking pissed off because I said to them time after time after time again that if I start IB here I’m not going to be able to transfer halfway through. If you lived in this house you’d want to spend the majority of your time in your room, too. The original plan was for me to leave here after year 11 and start college back in CA, but that didn’t work due to unclear reasons. So now they bring this burden on me that we’re going to leave after this year. My dad suggested I start college when I go back and I nearly laughed/cried in his face. I’m not going to repeat any more years than I have to. And now that I know we’re leaving, I’ve lost every single ounce of motivation that I so staggeringly managed to collect over these past few weeks. I’m not going to want to do any work because what’s the point if I’m starting over? I was struggling enough as is it with school. I like to be able to think that all of this repetitive studying and revision isn’t going to complete waste. I’m not easily adaptable to change. As much as I DO want to leave, but now they bring up the decision so late. I’m not going to be able to transfer everything even if I were to continue it all in another IB school. I haven’t even done my SAT’s yet. I don’t want to do any of this. I’m frustrated with myself more than anything.