General Studies aka 50 minutes of pointlessness

I thought Mondays were supposed to be the day that everything went wrong. And until this morning I believed that to be true.

Then Tuesday began.
I practically fell out of bed.
My sister threw me out of the bathroom.
(Then the worst of it all) I have to do general studies! If it's not enough that I'm doing 4 A levels, and in January 4 resists and 2 module exams, the head of 6th form is making me take General Studies as well! Apparently it's a complement, I can't really see how taking one of my 6 ( only 6- the smallest amount of frees you can have!) frees is a complement. Nor do I understand why I 'can't pass up the opportunity to get another excellent A level grade' when I'm already doing 4, and universities only want 3!
I met my friends in town, because it was there first day of college, and I felt that I'd missed out on something. I think that life is going to take some getting used to again.

Yesterday, the only problem I had was that I kept dropping things.

Aggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!