strawberrybrunette
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...yeah. I was acting like a total social spastic last week. Do you ever get days when everybody just seems ticked off with you? I kept trying to be nice and talkative, but kept saying the wrong things. I've offended loads of people (by accident), and now i'm dreading going to school next week. There'll probably be a mob waiting outside to lynch me.
Also, i had a very awkward English class - we all had to write a poem for homework. I thought, fine, i like poetry. So i wrote a poem. I got to class - and the teacher surprises us by saying she wants everyone to read their poem out and explain what it meant etc. Well, naturally, when it got to my turn, i was all short of breath and my heart beating about 500 times a second. I had to stand up in front of the class, read the damn poem, and talk about what it meant. I could have died, i felt so awful. And what's worse is that i chose to write the poem on a very sensitive subject - my Grandma's death (baring in mind i didn't think i'd have to read the poem to my classmates) By the end of the poem, shaking and nearly in tears from anxiety, everyone assumed that i was nearly crying due to the subject matter of the poem. No body laughed at me, fortunately. But it was so embarassing. Truly, one of those "i wish the earth would open up and swallow me" moments.
Dammit. I'm enjoying Sixth Form, but it's tough sometimes.
Also, i had a very awkward English class - we all had to write a poem for homework. I thought, fine, i like poetry. So i wrote a poem. I got to class - and the teacher surprises us by saying she wants everyone to read their poem out and explain what it meant etc. Well, naturally, when it got to my turn, i was all short of breath and my heart beating about 500 times a second. I had to stand up in front of the class, read the damn poem, and talk about what it meant. I could have died, i felt so awful. And what's worse is that i chose to write the poem on a very sensitive subject - my Grandma's death (baring in mind i didn't think i'd have to read the poem to my classmates) By the end of the poem, shaking and nearly in tears from anxiety, everyone assumed that i was nearly crying due to the subject matter of the poem. No body laughed at me, fortunately. But it was so embarassing. Truly, one of those "i wish the earth would open up and swallow me" moments.
Dammit. I'm enjoying Sixth Form, but it's tough sometimes.