I think, I've had a very shitty week. Friends acting like furies for seemingly no reason at all (me not getting the full swing of it but getting enough to be fed up and hurt very deeply), and a father acting like a major asshole for whatever reason he never ever told us. Not to mention the teaching practice, where they changed the rules to "ask a day earlier or you won't get in", so my day today was royally fucked up.

Not to mention, that I'm in the secondary school listening to lessons and then sitting at the uni, attending lectures from 9-10 in the mornings to 7-8 in the evenings. I am wiped out, sucked dry, stressed out and so very tired.

Add in big chunks of frustration, helplessness and a lot of hurt feelings (mine, of course), and there, voila, you've got my week. If I didn't know how big the pain would be, I'd slit my wrists. But I hate pain, so there.

Yeah, it's that bad.