Glasses broken in half, want to curl up under the table in a ball

So I get to grad school.
warning: I'm going to whine.

I wake up in the morning at 6:15 i teach a class, i go to msu, i teach two more classes, i go back to msu for my evening classes that should end by 10pm
i get to the english building and my glasses split right in half
i wish i were dead
i feel like i can't look people in the eye
like i'm in second grade
like i'm lindsay dickinson and people think i'm retarded
man this sucks
i really have no self esteem
especially with this scotch tape all up in my face
this is my luck