She Will Be Loved

I know that this is a lot for you and as hard as I try, I'm going to be here for you. So don't ever, not even for a second, think that I'll judge you and that you can't come to me. If you feel like you can't handle it, I'm here. No matter what time, no matter where, how, when, why, I'm here. You can't do this alone and I understand that. It's you and me baby, and don't ever forget that.

So this week has been a mixed emotions. Monday was just utterly overwhelming. Tuesday was overly elaborate and protracted. Wednesday started to be okay and then it got crummy. Thursday was just whatever. Friday, today, was.. different.

Block day euro has got to be the worst thing ever. I feel like I just want to stab myself in the leg repeatedly to stay awake. It's so boring and it's so long. I hate it. Chem goes by really fast and so does math, because I actually like those classes. Ughhhhhhhh.. speaking of euro, I have a Saturday session tomorrow.. 3 endless hours of European history. Please, somebody save me.

French was fun for once, we played games and watched My Mother's Castle, yaysicles! So I left second happily smiling! Got to English, and my mood just dropped. The environment, teacher, people, they just all bring my mood down. I seriously hate Mr. Silva so much, like I can't even describe it. He's funny at times but he's just so inconsiderate!!! And everybody in my class is SO mean. They all think I'm so stoopid or something. I just wish everybody would give me a CHANCE, that's all I'm asking for. I know that sometimes I have my ditzy moments, but don't we all?! I mean, do I just look stoopid or what..? Do I have stoopid labeled across my forehead? I just don't get it. I got all my papers back and I got a C on the essay and a C on the vocab test. I knew I was gonna do bad, but this is just freaking STOOPID. I'm so upset and disappointed in not only myself but Mr. Silva. He didn't even TRY to help me, he just treats us like an AP class. Freaking ;kjvasf;kjsa;kjfvb;askvf;ka! UGHHHHHHHHHHH :( Thinking about it just makes me so heated. Waterpolo was okay I guess, I hate running. There's a reason why I'm a swimmer & why when we go runnning, we call it "dry land".

Thursday was blah. Today was blah. This whole week has been blah. I just feel so blah lately. I need to get my grades up, they're better than last year, but still not acceptable for me.... Compared to other people, my grades would be their dream come true. But a 3.6 GPA is not cutting it for me. I want straight A's this semester and thanks to a jerk of a english teacher and a unbearably hard AP class, I'm probably not going to get it. I'm becoming a pessimist..