-a story that leaves me in tears
Can I just say how incredibly ridiculous this is right now?
I am getting physically and psychologically stressed the hell out because of my Speech professor. (bit of backstory about the current horrible grades- because I screwed up on one thing in my speech outline, she gave me a zero for the whole project, which was my midterm. That was the cause of many panic attacks soon after I received the grade.)
My Speech professor has not updated my classes grades for almost an entire month. It is finals week, and I’m still looking at a 55 in this class, a class I desperately need to pass to get my scholarships back. We have done soooooooo many assignments and assessments over the last month, and I feel like I’ve done very well on all that’s been given to me. BUT I DON’T FUCKING KNOW THAT FOR A FACT.
I’m already stressed about my other classes, but the thought that I might fail this class, because she has given me no indication that my grades are improving, or that she cares enough to at least post the grades I’ve been making, is making me ill. Panic attacks, migraines, loss of appetite, and a general sick feeling in my stomach, are all related to this.
It is ridiculous the amount of power this teacher, and her carelessness with posting grades for any of her classes (a huge complaint I’ve heard from many of her other students), has over me and my well-being.
The Hannibal fandom tho like they came outta no where one second everyone was just
PROUD OF THIS FANDOM
For anyone who doesn’t know, I graduated this past sunday.
Being in the top of my class I was asked to speak at graduation. When the principal asked me what I was going to speak about, I told him I wanted to talk about the boy who killed himself because he was bullied. He got really upset at me, and told me “you’ll just bring the ceremony down” and “no one wants to hear about that”
He doesn’t know that the boy was my friend. And that the same kids who bullied him used to bully me.
I bitched at him and told him I was going to do it one way or another so he might as well give me his blessing. Eventually he conceded, but he said I had to keep it on a lighter note.
He also promised me that the six of us would be on stage together. And that he wanted each of us to be happy with what we’re speaking about. I told him I have social anxiety, and that I had to have someone with me. I also wanted to go last.
He made me go up by myself, and I had to go in the middle, not last. And even had the nerve to give me a dirty look when I insisted on having my inhaler because I knew I’d have a panic attack.
I had the loudest round of applause. And after the ceremony, the boy’s grandmother and mother both came up to me and gave me a hug and thanked me for what I did. I also was stopped several times and messaged on facebook several times by people I dont know and thanked.
Now tell me how I brought the ceremony down. Tell me no one wanted to hear about it. Tell me I didn’t do a good thing. Tell me I deserved to be treated like shit.
wow get a job
are you talking to the photographer or the dog because if you’re talking to the dog i agree
we need some new and more powerful swears
eh… good enough
I laughed so hard when I saw this and my mom looked at me like I was crazy…. Tumblr has definitely changed my sense of humor.
tumblr has desensitized me to humor like i used to laugh at a lot more things but now everything seems old & i feel like i’m 57 yrs old
STOP BEING SCARED TO SEND THAT “HEY” MESSAGE TO YOUR CRUSH. WHO KNOWS, YOU COULD BE KISSING THEM IN 2 WEEKS. YOU NEVER KNOW!! TAKE RISKS!!!
Excuse me but Into Darkness has been out for a week, why are there no posts talking about the fact that Cucumberpatch makes the face that suggests he’s going to steal christmas
I mean really
I HAVE BEEN SITTING HERE FOR A WEEK TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THAT STUPID FACE REMINDED ME OF AND THIS IS IT. THIS IS IT. THE FUCKING GRINCH.
money can’t buy happiness but it can buy a false sense of security and fruity alcoholic beverages to numb the pain and honestly what’s the difference
But like seriously I DON’T WANT TO PAY $50 FOR A BRA
IT IS A BOOB HOLDER
IT IS LITERALLY NOTHING MORE THAN CUPS WHERE I CAN KEEP MY BOOBS
THAT SHOULD NOT BE SUCH AN EXPENSIVE ITEM FOR REAL THERE ARE PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO WOULD BE HONORED TO HOLD MY BOOBS THIS BRA SHOULD SHOW SOME DAMN RESPECT
This might be one of the greatest posts about boobs I’ve ever read.
do you ever look at people just and really really really want to be their friend