ok basically im dookie at math right and like bruhhhh the teacher doesn't even wanna come up to me or help, i know i should raise my hand but my second thoughts roll in like "lol ur gonna make a fool outta urself bc ur so bad at math lol don't even try" so like ughdgdhdg and she just comforts and is so goody goody with the guy next to me who i believe is doing good or atleast regular in the fucking class, he just looks sad while im here supressing my rage and sadness till i can let it out or bust it at home like bruh bruh she kept on hugging him and being all nice and im just here like "girl i have not been here for a surplus of days so im way off track and too tired for this shit pls pls help pls help oh my GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD" ion wanna be mean bc shes the one who gave me this sketchbook and it was really nice but hun ur a teacher pls omg ik this is petty and i should ask for help but im so fucking scared to lmao ugh im so tired im so so tired.