Compared to yesterday.
today has been ultimately one of the shittiest days ever.
1.) I completely bombed my Gastronomy test. Yes. bombed. I got 8 out of 15. =(. BUT it didn't hit me till way later. On my test my professor wrote come see me during office hours. Ok... so i decide to see her after my food safety class..
So.. I was in my food safety class... everything was fine.. i took my food safety test today and got a 85%.. ehh. a B. not bad.. . then we went on break for 5 minutes. I go to the bathroom and see spots. Great. I frigging started my period AGAIN. that makes it TWICE this month. LOVELY. I don't ever get irregular periods.. so i'm freaking out.. just cause.. i don't have a pad or a tampon with me.. and I'm in business attire clothes.. so I'm worried.. cause i don't have anything to cover up.. or what not.. so i just use toilet paper.. and walk to class all funky.. I sit down.. class starts again.. and all i can feel is leakking..... i pull out my phone.. and text my girlfriend to see if she has any pads.. and if she can meet me with it right after class.. in the midst of the text.. my asshole of a professor calls me out. He goes.. "Esther! are you TEXTING in my class?!!?" instinctively cause i'm freaking out I lie. NO. he says.. "stand up" great.... so i do.. and of course my phone falls... but that's not the worst.
He starts asking me question after question.. and starts asking me every question about our lecture for the next 15 minutes. I'm totally losing my head.. so i answer EVERY question WRONG. NO SHIT!!!!!!!1 all i could think about was.. fuck.. i have stains. fuck. i'm leaking. fuck.
great. so then he decides to laugh at me the whole time in class.. while i answer every question wrong.. then gives me the.. you're stupid look... THEN he says.. come sit in the front right in front of me every day now.
great. so you'd think it's over with right? no.
On the way out of class he decides to humiliate me more by making fun of me.. and my texting.. and my stupidity.
I shake it off.. and i walk to my professors office to talk to her about my grade for gastronomy.. and bam.. there he is. to the side.. my food safety professor is in the same room.. i'm humiliated.. and the reality of FAILING a test has finally hit me.
so i start crying. i try to stop. i hide my face. but i freaking can't stop. for the freaking love of crap. I COULDN'T STOP CRYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
thennnn there's a line of my classmates outside waiting to talk to her also.. and on the way out everyone just stares at me..
then i still can't stop crying.. cause my hormones are going NUTS!~!!!!
so now i'm in my room.
and i don't want to leave it.
i feel like an idiot.
I studied so hard for my gastronomy test. that's all i've been doing. studying. studying. studying.
just wanted to vent.
i'll be back tomorrow in a better mood =(