Biology with be the death of me

*Me wishing my exam goes well*

You know when you're a little kid and your parent is trying to help you with homework but you're not understanding it so you're just sitting there with tears streaming down your face?

Yeah . . . That was me the past two nights but alone at 1:30 a.m.

College is stressful. Everyone knows that. But I haven't been this stressed in awhile and I am not here for it. Last year I took more classes based on my major. So my first year was hectic because I had to create films weekly and that's a little hard for someone who doesn't have much time on their hands.

But this semester, I am trying to finish my general courses and I don't like it. I don't want it. Please don't make me do it.

Right now, biology is kicking my butt. I am definitely not a science girl so as you can tell, this class is going great for me . . . NOT. I am struggling to the maximum. The past two nights I have spent studying for my proctored exam I am taking today and I'm still not ready for it.

It doesn't help that I do worse in testing situations either. When I take quizzes at home, I am focused. I put calming music in both ears, go to a place that's not distracting, set up my things and take the quiz without any interruptions. Because if I don't, I find the tiniest things distracting and do even worse that before.

It doesn't help that my college's proctored exam area isn't the quietest. And they can't move me to a quieter space unless I have a disability. I don't, but I can't focus in an area that's loud and distracting.

So wish me luck on my endeavors because I pray that this exam goes better than I hope.