Story time.

Earlier today after lunch I had French class. I was kind of motivated for it because it really liked the teacher.

Today she was checking our averages in French and then she told me mine...kind of.

In front of the entire class, with all of those assholes, she said, and I quote. "Ich bin nicht begeistert."

Which I was told in English meant "I'm not impressed" or "I'm disappointed".

Now here's the thing. My average was a 5, in Switzerland the highest grade is a 6 and the lowest is a 1. Now to have an average of 5, was awesome.

And she was disappointed. From her tone it felt like she was mocking me or really trying to hurt me with this. I was proud of that five. I saved my average by a hair.

The entire class laughed and pointed at me like little children and I felt exposed. She didn't do this to anyone else, even those who got a five and didn't deserve it. Only three from my class got a 5.5 and they were all geniuses.

Of course at the time I just shrugged it off and went on with my day. However as I was retelling this to my mum and I heard myself say it out loud, I felt myself die on the inside.

Now I'm on the verge of tears. To hear something so harsh from one of my favourite teachers is heartbreaking.

And here I was planning to write chapter 3 of Scarlet Dreams or finish my art project.

Now that motivation is gone.