I don't know what's wrong

I don't know if it was people, or sleepiness, or irritation, or stomach burn, but I was really pissed earlier and now really sad....
Craig invited someone over that I knew was really not going to be welcome and gave her a Smirnoff thing and she was a first time drinker. Now I am not a drinker myself, this may be my 3rd time drinking and I knew how fast or how bad a Smirnoff would get someone. She chugged the bottle and almost instantly started acting drunk. Key word being acting. She felt no woosiness, felt no burn in her stomach though I knew she would soon. And she's obviously an exageratist, so I knew when the burn started to kick in she would play that up just as she would play up her drunkenness as she did. I didn't see it but I know it happened.
Also I was irritated because there were so many people in the room at once. Adriel, Micheal, Patrick, Andrew, Grace, Lee, Craig and I. All in this tiny little dorm room. Grace and Andrew were trying to sleep so that made it worse because I knew Grace would have a bitch about that.
And then everyone left so I was alone in the room with sleeping Andrew and Grace, and I guess the smeirnoff was getting to me or something but I was highly upset and I needed to get out. I left to go to my room and I actually ran into Craig and he tried to stop me. He tried to get me to talk but I just really wanted to go to my room. Well after a couple minutes Lee came to my window and talked to me. I sat there and listened to him and even though he was drunk he made sense and it made me realise a couple of things. Once he was done Craig came to my window and I bawled my eyes out. My stomach was burnning really bad and he got me some food.

My only assumption about last night was that I was upset due to the fact that I was buzzed, and I guess I'm a sad drunk. I'm a sad drunk and that really doesn't surprise me. Although that fact in itself does make me sad. Bleh.
But now Lee plans to have this little party again tonight and I don't think I'll be there. He invited more people and I don't do well in crowds. Especially in such small rooms. But whatever. Maybe I'll be there I dunno.
But now I think I should work on some homework that needs to be done by Monday while I wait for someone to come back. (They all went to Walmart to get 'stuff').
So, thanks for reading if you did. Bye bye.

Holy crap...SCHOOL

Alright so this week was midterm week right? It really wasn't all that bad. I studied for some of the harder ones and I feel like I did okay on them. In fact I must have done okay on them because I have Bs in those classes right now. But one class didn't have a midterm, my history class. History here at Andrew College would be the HARDEST class due to the teacher. He teaches like a grad teacher, and I am obviously an undergraduate.
But anyway, you would think "Oh no midterm so you should be okay, right?" Wrong. Actually, the only grade anyone has in class would be the one exam we took. And guess what. I got a freaking 44% on it!! So now I have an F blemishing my midterm grades. He has two more exams in store for us. One the week after spring break, as if someone is really gonna remember anything, and then the final... so now the only thing I can do is make As on these next two tests...CRAP what do I do?! I'll have to ask him about other assignments. He doesn't give extra credit but if I remember right he said something about outside of class work. I'll have to ask him about those if they'll help.
Ugh....all I want to do is cry....
And then in my art history class we had to turn in a report. I got a 90 on it so I was happy. However she said something about not double spacing the header of my paper. Apparently she missed the freaking memo about how the header MUST be double spaced as of 2009!!! Holy crap she's slow.

I'm stressing now... and I'm supposed to be getting ready for spring break...can I please just cry a little........
-Sigh- I'll try and relieve some stress. I'll be studying over spring break, but hopefully I can calm down...

And also, I'm talking to my mother now and I've been having a hard time with myself and God (I'm Mormon but I haven't been following the teachings very well and it's slowly tearing me apart inside) and she's talking to me about being good and remembering he's there for me and what not. ugh.... I want to hide...