My brother sometimes says I missed my true calling as an actress because of my ability to cry on command. Usually watching a cartoon in which the main character unexpectedly dies will make me burst into tears. I’m not talking a small tear when there’s something in your eye. I am talking about, big tears that require a box of tissues. Once on a flight, I was watching X-men and was saddened when Professor Xavier died. My seat mate looked at me and said, really, really? It’s a superhero movie.
I’m not sure what is wrong with me lately, whether is hormonal or maybe I am feeling overwhelmed. I cried yesterday at my Chem professor when I failed my test. I really tried not too but I was unnecessarily emotional. Today, I felt the need to shed some more tears when I was booted out of lab because I mistakenly did not do the prework assignment. I searched for it yesterday and even asked a fellow student if there was prework due and they confirmed no. Kicking myself for my own mistake, I will learn from it next time and ask the professor directly instead of relying on my peers. Maybe there are some vitamins or something I can take to toughen up.