Doom and Gloom

I suppose I'm exaggerating- it isn't really doom- just a sense of dread of what's going to come. Though I'm attending the classes I want, the school's system is being a pain in the ass. Stupid advisers. I remember telling my maths teacher today: "When we first started school, the people here told us that we should talk to student advisers if we were under stress. They are in fact the LAST people I'd go to. I'd sooner talk to a blank wall."

Everything becomes so complicated when you add people to the equation.

See, it's a chain reaction. If the student advisers weren't such dicks to me, I wouldn't have to throw a hissy fit at them every time I went in. Them being mean to me makes me an unpleasant person. Yeah yeah, I understand that you can't please everyone, and they can only guarantee the course- but I can't be happy when I just HAPPEN to be one of the people in a shitty class. Just because it's the luck of the draw doesn't mean it gets any better. Equality is not equity, after all. Blargh, I'm angry. Oh the misery I suffer from my first world problems.

I guess the weather isn't helping. Shitty Canberra weather- I feel like I haven't seen the Sun in a week. Every time I go outside it's freezing, and inside the house it's not any better. My parents are too scrub to turn on central heating, though they prefer to call it "energy conservation and financial management". I hate it when my fingers freeze up at night and it becomes too hard to type...

Why does my happiness disappear so quickly? This back-to-school thing was bad after all. To think I was excited before--- blergh. I'm already feeling sleep-deprived, and overloaded by homework. I wonder what I did last session... how did I ever survive? No free lines, 3 lines of maths, plus all this additional work from English and IB. Even with 2 free lines right now I'm finding it irritating. 

In fact, everything's slightly irritating right now. Time to sulk.