I won't say that I'm 'depressed'. In fact, I'll get offended if someone (like the *cough* counselor *cough*) suggests that about me.
No, I am NOT depressed. No, I do NOT have a mental illness. No, I do NOT love life.
I cried in class yesterday.
Cuz I failed one assignment and now my grade for the class is a 'C+'
And for some strange reason, I had the gut feeling that one of my classmates (a Eurasian at that! *rolls eyes*) was making fun of my low grades.
So I swore to beat her grade in that class by the end of this year.
Oh sweet revenge.