It's an online class, but, as of right now, we aren't allowed to work on it at home. We have to go to the school to work on it. We can also go to the Adult School twice a week and work on it for four hours a night. It just started back up this week, and tonight was my first night going. I didn't know how to get there, so I was going to have to meet up with some other people in the class, and follow them there. I knew my night was gonna be horrible when I got a text message, after I had already left my house, on my way there, saying that they were just going to meet me an hour later. It wasn't really that late of them to text me, it was half an hour till we were supposed to meet, but, for me, it's a forty-five minute drive.

When I finally got there, it didn't seem like it was going to be too bad. There were three rooms that people were in. The two people that I knew, and that I had followed,and me, went into a room by ourselves. The woman that was over all of this kept telling us to ask her if we needed help with anything. I did, and she started to help me, but then, one of the two that was in the room with me, said that they needed help, and just fucking left me, in the middle of her helping, to go over and help the other person. I thought, well, maybe she just wasn't really thinking, but she never came back and finished helping me.

Later on, after our short break, we had went back inside, and she was going to let us move into another room with a couple of other people, because we had a bunch of windows and no blinds or anything, and the sun was shining on our computer screens. I logged out of my lesson, in the middle of something, and we walked to the other side of the building. We got there, and she looked at me, and laughed a little bit, and said "Well, there's not enough room for you!" and I had to go back, to the other side of the building, alone.
A little while later I went and told her that I was going to need help with my Test. She said, ok, and that she'd be there to help me in a few minutes. She did come in, about twenty minutes later, and asked me if I knew what something was, and, after I explained it to her, I asked her if she could help me. She looked at the screen and said "Sure, I know how to do that, but I'll be right back."  

She didn't come back till about thirty minutes later, looked at me, and said "Oh, are you still here? Class was over ten minutes ago." I had already failed the test. Tomorrow I'll have to waste an hour reviewing, before I can get back into the test. The thing is, I don't really have enough time to have to re-do stuff.
And when I had to explain something to her, it was for another person, doing a lower math.

It really just made me depressed.