Frustration.

It's been a busy weekend of procrastination. Okay, so for school my schedule is blocked, which means that I take half my classes on one day (blue day) and the other half on another day (gold day). Last week was a gold week, meaning that it started and ended on a gold day. These are my most relaxing weeks and allow me to procrastinate. The good things about these gold days is that I get a larger amount of time to study within them, so I have more time for homework. By the weekend of gold weeks, I don't have anything done and I am very behind. This causes my frustration to flow overboard. Especially with the work load of homework AND tests for my three hardest classes, pre-calculus, honors chemistry, and AP European History. Right now, I am in stage 1 of homework, which consists of math. Math is the bane of my existence. It just doesn't want me to understand it for some reason. Okay, so I don't understand it right? I can just ask someone for help right? NO. For some reason, I can never ask for help. It isn't...what I do. I just ABHOR asking anyone for help, especially in math. So whenever I finally give in to asking someone, usually my mother, for help, it's after I've tried the problem about a bazillion times and have begun to bawl my heart out on the floor. You may ask, why do you cry when you get frustrated? Honestly, I don't know. It's just one of those personal things I guess. I DON'T WANT HELP. I really can't ask either. What is my problem? I don't know. If you have any ideas, please share them with me. I am tired of crying because I don't understand something and for some reason can't ask for help. I'm going to go back to math homework now.
Sayonara, Jen.

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