I am *not* having a good day.
Firstly, my period is due today, which gives you some idea of my approximate mental state, i.e. 'terminally screwed up and completely unstable'.
Secondly, when I arrived this morning I was told that I have to do a Cambridge personal statement after all, despite Mrs Ingle telling me that my best shot was worthless and that it was better to put nothing than to put something worthless and that it was my choice.
Thirdly, during being told this I burst into tears. I still feel like crying, I keep having to blink a lot. This didn't help anything, and made me feel most embarrassed too.
Fourthly, we're now doing more stuff about trigonometric calculus in maths, which is the one thing I absolutely cannot understand. Even graphs of rational fuctions aren't quite as bad. And I'm certainly not in the correct mood to take any of it in, hence not even trying; it'll just make me cry more.
Firstly, my period is due today, which gives you some idea of my approximate mental state, i.e. 'terminally screwed up and completely unstable'.
Secondly, when I arrived this morning I was told that I have to do a Cambridge personal statement after all, despite Mrs Ingle telling me that my best shot was worthless and that it was better to put nothing than to put something worthless and that it was my choice.
Thirdly, during being told this I burst into tears. I still feel like crying, I keep having to blink a lot. This didn't help anything, and made me feel most embarrassed too.
Fourthly, we're now doing more stuff about trigonometric calculus in maths, which is the one thing I absolutely cannot understand. Even graphs of rational fuctions aren't quite as bad. And I'm certainly not in the correct mood to take any of it in, hence not even trying; it'll just make me cry more.