The First Day After a Week of Independent Work

Today was a really sad day for me. All the bad marks really depress me.
Lectures weren't very difficult, maybe because it was just a first day of the week. Grammar lecture was quite well, lecturer was in a really good mood, she was smiling for about hour and a half. We were talking about negation and I was so happy, that i understood almost everything. Sometimes it is very difficult to understand what some of lecturers want us to do. For example, today we had to prepare a task for group, which had to include five definitions, task and a topic about natural disaster. Of course, there were just few students, who have done this homework right, and it was sad, that I wasn't one of them. We all had done the tasks, but everybody had done it in their own way. I don't know, why did this happen - maybe we didn't understand, maybe we didn't get a clear explanation, but don't blame anyone. We just misunderstood. and that's all.
The worst thing was when we knew our test results. Everybody were shocked. As I know, most of the group were really disappointed. Some of them even had to control them selves not to start to cry in front of the class. Sad, but I was one of them. It's very hard to switch our way of thinking from school to university. It was just a month, when we are trying to fit in this new status. It seems, that nobody understand us.The pressure is almost impossible. And I really mean it. One girl of our group even quited university. And the reason was "It's too hard". She cryed every evening, becouse she couldn't take this pressure. I am thinking aout quiting, too. But the only thing that stoppes me is the thought "What will I do then?", and of course, will I be able to study something else free. I just hate learning languages, I'm unable to learn them as well. But I just haven't an opportunity to study what I have really wanted - photography.
It is hard. It is so hard. And more - it is just a beggining. I don't know, what will be next. I am not perfect, but I am trying to be better. Maybe it will be easyer in the future, but now it's not look like. And, what is most difficult - nobady cares about us. Weather we are, or we are absent, just few lecturers really want to know, what is wrong, and if it's too hard, nobady will help us, so how will we be able to help to learn something to others, if we have no good example. It is just my thoughts, and a little bit of desperation from my soul. I hope it will fit into the frames of university, like my whole life.