Stifiling Creativity

For some reason my life has this habit of going wrong all at the same time. It is almost as if some external explosion occurs and I slowly come crashing down. Take for example this past week
Monday: Had a pretty fun weekend, back to the normal school bullshit
Tuesday: Snow, really pretty, makes me think of being younger, happiness
Wednesday:Assigned presentation, thought, "okay i can do this"
Thursday:Everything begins to pile up, so much to do
Friday:Second guessing whether or not I should be at this place that manages to suck all the life out of me
Saturday: Nervous breakdown because of all the crap I have to get done this week
Sunday:Realization that everything is going downhill, but it is a new week, a new beginning things will turn around right? I'll get my presentation done.
Monday:Presentation...completely bombed because my professor really didn't listen to my ideas or even give me a chance to explain myself. She went off on a completely different topic. Are you fucking serious?!?!? This presentation was supposed to be about something I pulled out of the reading, the Islamic law code was too apparent, so I opted for the role of women in society; and then you are going shut me down. Seriously? Sadly, this isn't the first time this has happened at this god awful place. My professor I had freshman year did the same thing. He said, "you are a great writer, but you have very unconventional ideas". "Unconventional", sorry I don't fit into your conventions and I think outside the box. This is fucking academia...there are supposed to be new ideas. Sorry, I didn't know here at Penn you stifle creativity.