OMGYAY!!!
It worked! I'm out of school! ^__^ *dances*
My parents talked to Skidmore yesterday and the assistant superintendent, and apparently both of them were very accomodating. Apparently, Skidmore called the assistant superintendent and basically told him to make this work. And Ms Jewell emailed my parents telling them that she's apparently noticed me being unhappy and angry with school, and mentioned it to my guidance counsilor, so maybe my guidance councilor talked to Skidmore and they felt that perhaps making students do things they deeply dislike can have irreperable and profound reprecussions. I *hope* they're trying to be more aware of students' mental and emotional needs and not just declaring war on drugs and saying that's enough. So that maybe a few other students who are suffering right now can get help.
I am now of the opinion that Ms Jewell is one of the best teachers *ever*, even if she was a little odd and her class itself was useless. And I feel a little guilty for not being nicer to her. I think I'm going to write her an email, explaining things and shit. Because she deserves it...she noticed and cared and whether it helped or not, I'm grateful to her.
But yeah, it's basically taken care of. I'm going to be homeschooled, but still enrolled in Arlington public schools so that 1) they will pay for 1/2 of 1 course I take at Harvard Extension per semester (the Spanish course I'm taking this spring is $825, so that's a fair amount of money) and 2) I'll hopefully be able to go on the chorus trip, which we've already paid for and everything.
It is *amazing* how much better I feel right now. Happier, more energetic... just the thought, "I don't have to go back there anymore!" seems to lift a huge weight of depression and exhaustion from my mind, heart and soul. I feel like I want to *do* something again, not just sit around and stare at my computer screen or whatever. I suddenly have both physical and mental energy that I'd almost forgotten I *could* have, beyond a hypothetical "wouldn't it be nice to feel alive? >>". I feel suddenly capable of getting out of bed without having to force myself or running around or emptying the fucking dishwasher. I feel like I can start *learning* things. I feel good enough to update lj, and alive and happy enough not to want to sit in front of a computer screen in order to do so. :P
I feel ... free in a way I'd forgotten (or perhaps never known) I could feel. It's exciting and empowering, and a little bit scary.
I feel like I've been swimming and sinking and occasionally, periodically finding shallow island to rest my feet on just barely long enough to try to catch my breath before the tide rose again and washed me back into the water. And now I'm on dry land again, well above the tide, and now I can finally catch my breath and heal without worrying about what will happen next time I'm forced into the water, because I *never will be again*. I have an endless supply of fresh air in my lungs and dry, solid ground beneath my feet, and I *know*, for the first time in *ages*, that it'll be ok. That I'll be ok. And it's amazing.
And damn, Carol randomly tagged me for this.
List 5 compleatly random/interesting facts about yourself that you think no one would know or even care to know. Be creative, the more random and weird, the better:
1) OMG I NEVER HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THAT GODDAMN SCHOOL AGIAN!!
2) When I was little, my mom suggested that it would be cool for me to write fantasy that wasn't based in Northern European history/mythology. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to write exactly the type of fantasy novels I'd been reading, which were mostly traditional LotR knockoffs. (Ok, I now think most fantasy is nothing but lame LotR knockoffs.) I agreed that *someone* should write about more diverse people and settings, but I didn't want that someone to me *me*. I couldn't imagine myself every being *that* interested in such a place. At this point, Northern Europe is the *last* place I'd set a novel. I'm currently far more interested in Africa or Spain or the Middle East or North America (pre-European invasion). ...and wetlands are actually *fascinating*. And there's so much fantasy world potential, it's awesome.
3) When I was in kindergarten, I thought the assignments were stupid and pointless and unproductive. According to my teacher, they were supposed to get me used to doing homework. In point of fact, they got me used to expecting and resisting pointless homework and classworkm and I still haven't gotten used to putting up that bullshit.
4) School is so fucking stupid and pointless. But I never have to put up with it again. So it's ok. ^___^
5) *glances up* >> Ok, one track mind right now. (Homeschool. ^__^)
My parents talked to Skidmore yesterday and the assistant superintendent, and apparently both of them were very accomodating. Apparently, Skidmore called the assistant superintendent and basically told him to make this work. And Ms Jewell emailed my parents telling them that she's apparently noticed me being unhappy and angry with school, and mentioned it to my guidance counsilor, so maybe my guidance councilor talked to Skidmore and they felt that perhaps making students do things they deeply dislike can have irreperable and profound reprecussions. I *hope* they're trying to be more aware of students' mental and emotional needs and not just declaring war on drugs and saying that's enough. So that maybe a few other students who are suffering right now can get help.
I am now of the opinion that Ms Jewell is one of the best teachers *ever*, even if she was a little odd and her class itself was useless. And I feel a little guilty for not being nicer to her. I think I'm going to write her an email, explaining things and shit. Because she deserves it...she noticed and cared and whether it helped or not, I'm grateful to her.
But yeah, it's basically taken care of. I'm going to be homeschooled, but still enrolled in Arlington public schools so that 1) they will pay for 1/2 of 1 course I take at Harvard Extension per semester (the Spanish course I'm taking this spring is $825, so that's a fair amount of money) and 2) I'll hopefully be able to go on the chorus trip, which we've already paid for and everything.
It is *amazing* how much better I feel right now. Happier, more energetic... just the thought, "I don't have to go back there anymore!" seems to lift a huge weight of depression and exhaustion from my mind, heart and soul. I feel like I want to *do* something again, not just sit around and stare at my computer screen or whatever. I suddenly have both physical and mental energy that I'd almost forgotten I *could* have, beyond a hypothetical "wouldn't it be nice to feel alive? >>". I feel suddenly capable of getting out of bed without having to force myself or running around or emptying the fucking dishwasher. I feel like I can start *learning* things. I feel good enough to update lj, and alive and happy enough not to want to sit in front of a computer screen in order to do so. :P
I feel ... free in a way I'd forgotten (or perhaps never known) I could feel. It's exciting and empowering, and a little bit scary.
I feel like I've been swimming and sinking and occasionally, periodically finding shallow island to rest my feet on just barely long enough to try to catch my breath before the tide rose again and washed me back into the water. And now I'm on dry land again, well above the tide, and now I can finally catch my breath and heal without worrying about what will happen next time I'm forced into the water, because I *never will be again*. I have an endless supply of fresh air in my lungs and dry, solid ground beneath my feet, and I *know*, for the first time in *ages*, that it'll be ok. That I'll be ok. And it's amazing.
And damn, Carol randomly tagged me for this.
List 5 compleatly random/interesting facts about yourself that you think no one would know or even care to know. Be creative, the more random and weird, the better:
1) OMG I NEVER HAVE TO PUT UP WITH THAT GODDAMN SCHOOL AGIAN!!
2) When I was little, my mom suggested that it would be cool for me to write fantasy that wasn't based in Northern European history/mythology. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to write exactly the type of fantasy novels I'd been reading, which were mostly traditional LotR knockoffs. (Ok, I now think most fantasy is nothing but lame LotR knockoffs.) I agreed that *someone* should write about more diverse people and settings, but I didn't want that someone to me *me*. I couldn't imagine myself every being *that* interested in such a place. At this point, Northern Europe is the *last* place I'd set a novel. I'm currently far more interested in Africa or Spain or the Middle East or North America (pre-European invasion). ...and wetlands are actually *fascinating*. And there's so much fantasy world potential, it's awesome.
3) When I was in kindergarten, I thought the assignments were stupid and pointless and unproductive. According to my teacher, they were supposed to get me used to doing homework. In point of fact, they got me used to expecting and resisting pointless homework and classworkm and I still haven't gotten used to putting up that bullshit.
4) School is so fucking stupid and pointless. But I never have to put up with it again. So it's ok. ^___^
5) *glances up* >> Ok, one track mind right now. (Homeschool. ^__^)