These oscillations are painful.

What the hell is wrong with me?

One day, I want to say "fuck it all" and quit. I'm overloaded with a mountain of makeup work and I over-exaggerate, convinced I'm not going to graduate. Calc, Stats, SEAP, college, NHS, and other stuff bear down on me like a boulder (think Indiana Jones). My appetite is shot to hell (thanks to my back and being sick Mon/Tues.) and I'm having trouble sleeping because of my back. It makes me feel awful asking all my friends to carry my books for me. I take an Advil before and after school and it's all I can do to sit up and do schoolwork. I just want to lay down on something soft and relax. Maybe take one of those Vicoden that I refuse to look at. I'm freaking miserable. I fell like the life has been sucked out of me and I'm a changed person.

Then I have a day like today.

Conway doesn't care that I didn't have the review questions. She looks at my pathetic attempt to scrape together a portfolio check and gives me a check mark (and a "get it done" look). Rabenstien helps me figure out my calculus homework during her planning bell and helps me secure my late AP tests (I've now decided to take my AP Calculus and Statistics tests late- somewhere around May 22nd-ish). Kuzma listens to me bitch about how much my back hurts and tells me to make up my stats homework when I can. I think I'm going to see a psychiatrist (seriously). Maybe things aren't that bad after all. The SEAP is almost over with (at least mine is). I just want that fuggin' thing over with.

P.S.
I hope the focus group
A) fires Ms. Patterson
B) tells Conway to simmer down
C) cancells the SEAP for kids with 2+ APs
and D) fires Ms. Campbell (this is strictly a bandwagon wish, however. I've got no beef with her.)