Today was horrible in Painting. The teacher yelled at me for trying to help a friend with her acrylic paint things, and I simple just wanted to leave the room and cry. She said it so nasty that I felt like she was trying to cause harm to my already fucked up life. It really bothered me that she did that, and I almost cried in front of everyone in that class until everyone looked at me because of what the teacher said. That was when I felt embarrassed, not just because everyone was looking at me, but because I thought my crush looked as well.