Alrighty... Sunday, I find out I failed two classes for the year and had to meet with guidance on monday. On monday, not only did I have to go with my parents to meet with guidance, but once we got there, the counselour whips out my "yearly reflection", which consisted of an angst-powered rant against humanity and myself on one side, and the lyrics for "hey you" and "Time" on the back (both pink floyd songs). The counselour proceeds to talk to my parents about how this means I have psychological issues and need therapy.
Teusday was spent talking about my summerschool courses and planning them to fit in with my therapy... wich was also being planned.
Today, I had all four wisdom teeth removed.
And tomorrow, I was supposed to go rock climbing as a church event (with the only girl I've met and actually been interested in in two -blam!- years), but because I'm still going to be on painkillers, I can't go on that either.
Double -blam!-.
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[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] Texas Ben Alrighty... Sunday, I find out I failed two classes for the year and had to meet with guidance on monday. On monday, not only did I have to go with my parents to meet with guidance, but once we got there, the counselour whips out my "yearly reflection", which consisted of an angst-powered rant against humanity and myself on one side, and the lyrics for "hey you" and "Time" on the back (both pink floyd songs). The counselour proceeds to talk to my parents about how this means I have psychological issues and need therapy. Teusday was spent talking about my summerschool courses and planning them to fit in with my therapy... wich was also being planned. Today, I had all four wisdom teeth removed. And tomorrow, I was supposed to go rock climbing as a church event (with the only girl I've met and actually been interested in in two -blam!- years), but because I'm still going to be on painkillers, I can't go on that either. Double -blam!-. [/quote] I thought [i]we[/i] were your therapists, Texas Ben? Isn't talking to us like a sick form of psychiatry? Getting back on the subject, just remember Ben that everyone thinks they have taken the World on their shoulders after a tough week (or whatever length of time). If you think your predicament is bad, well, my freind for sixteen years just lost his dad two days ago, who happened to be one of the coolest guys I knew, in a car accident due to some seventeen-year-old punk who decided it would be "cool" to drive intoxicated at 80 miles an hour causing him to run a red light (I found out later that he was driving around after his prom with his girlfriend and they were both drunk). Now my friend is at a whole different level of therapy than yours, Ben, and is trying to cope with the loss. Trust me, Ben, things could've been worse for you.