…has given up on me. They were her exact words, followed by, “You need to get your head out of your iPod and into your work.” All because I was singing I Don’t Love You by My Chemical Romance!

Don’t like Gerard Way then Miss?

Cheeky bitch, if she actually paid attention to the work I did in class, she would see that I am really trying my best but English just doesn’t register in my head. I can’t write essays! Poems might as well be in German because half of them don’t make sense and Great Exceptions might as well be in Welsh! I just give up it’s not like I’m going to be getting a GCSE in that subject…