CHEMISTRY!!(not finished)

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" Frustrated I rip out the the pages of homework that i keep getting wrong. I pick up my horribly written chemistry book, and throw it across the room. Slouching down to my bedroom floor aggravated tears slide down my face. We are starting a new chapter this next monday, and i just started to understand what we are doin now. Two chapters ahead of everybody, i wonder what the hell is wrong with my teacher. We started this chapter this week, and we're starting a new one next week. A test is coming up, and i can already see the less than passing grade. 1

"I don't get it, I don't care about changing moles to grams and stoicheometry! I wish he would just SLOW DOWN!" I sob pitifully into my hands and fight donw the anxiety. i hate getting so upset over classes, the only up to this is that this isn't happening during school. I think back to the last test where no matter how har i tried, tears manage to drip past my hands and so i turned it in unfinished. At this thought new tears flow down my face and trace into my mouth. Salty. They taste like regular tears, but come down in bitter anger and desperation.2

I pray for a good test grade. Im not religious...does that matter? I need at least one or two really good test scores. I won't settle for less. I studied for two and a half hours last night and I did all of the superstitious things for wishes. I hope that Disney was right and that the dreams that I wish will come true. Trying not to doubt the possability of miracles I push aside the fact that I still guessed on questions and didn't know how to answer others.3

I passed. Barely. Merde. Well, at least I passed right? I got a 60%. Alright, now I have to deal with this grade on my struggling class grade. I'm learning to take things in stride. Although I am struggling to see the silver lining. Besides, who would want silver lining? Silver is a dull gray color, I don't see how you would want that. 4