So my class has been having a lot of problems with our chemistry teacher, it seems like he wants everyone to fail. 

Today he gave us the two tests he applied (he didn't score anything other than tests in that period) and MOST of the class got 0 or almost 0. I was one of those who got 0 and I was shocked by that because my grade point average is usually good and that was clearly his fault. I decided to check the correction he made of my test comparing it with my friend's and it turned out that one of my answers was the same as hers, so I went to talk to him. He analyzed both tests clearly wanting to find an error and when he realized I hadn't missed anything, he said he didn't consider my answer because I had just copied it from the formula table he put in the test, which I DIDN'T DO, and even if I had done it it was none of his business because if the answer was on the test it was his mistake. I've already changed a little and started talking in a sharper way, saying that he deduced this based on the voices in his head and that he couldn't zero my question by his deductions, that what mattered was that the answer was correct . 

He looked at me with an expression that at the moment of hate made me feel even more pissed off and said "be careful what you say to me". At that time I lost control and said in a very sarcastic and harsh way "I'm being VERY careful, you have no idea. I'm not even talking 1% of what I feel" And then I went to the board to complain about him. He asked that I be suspended for TWO WEEKS, right on my last period, and I won't know the board's decision until tomorrow or Friday. I'm feeling like a piece of shit. 

I'm obviously worried about the classes I might miss and such, but what's hurting the most is wasting the little time I have left with the people I love before everyone goes their own way. It's the end of my teenage years and the good responsibility-free days. That was hard enough without the thought of missing two weeks of it but now it feels like I've been cursed. Things never work out for me, when it's not life that fucks everything up I go there and do it myself. I wanted to be someone else, I wanted to get out of this troubled body and mind. I hate myself deeply. 

I'm sorry to be dumping all this here, I know it sounds like teenage bullshit but I'm really struggling with the idea of ​​moving away from the people I love, especially my favorite person. I guess it’s time to deal with the consequences of my actions 🥳🥳🥳