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May 17, 2007 21:04

Oh, god, I'm so exhausted. I've been sick all week, totally exhausted and feverish and achy and unable to do anything, and I don't understand: I never get sick. My parents insist on treating all sickness as bad luck, and it's driving me nuts.

I managed to go to school today, for the first time this week... I thought I could cope, since I only have two classes on Thursdays, but nope, I was barely managing to stay awake by eleven o'clock. No idea what I'm going to do tomorrow - I don't want to miss any more school, but I've got six classes tomorrow, so god knows how I'm going to cope with that when I barely managed two today. I did, at least, talk to my Anthropology teacher (have I mentioned that my new Anthropolgy teacher is Rowelanne's dad? So weird) about an extension on my research file and pick up a subject selection form for next semester. I emailed my American billet, too - she's coming on the fifth of June. I'm so excited!

I started working out next semester's subjects this afternoon and made the mistake of asking Dad for advice; he was screaming at me about "frothy" subjects within about two minutes. I'm considering dropping maths - I didn't want to, because if I need a year of it to get a minor on my Year 12 certificate, so if I drop it now it just goes down as "uncategorised" or something and doesn't count towards anything, which seems a bit of a waste, but... I hate it. I was taking Methods last term, which was just slightly too hard and it was stressing me out, so I moved down to Applications, which I thought would be just about right. Instead? We're doing surface area and volume. As in Year 6 surface area and volume... aaaugh. Somehow this is less "frothy" than Café Operations.

Anyway, so far I've decided on Italian, Developmental Psychology, Chinese and Children's Lit, plus Maths or Café Operations or whatever I decide on. I've given myself two lines off... this semester was fun, and I still hold that seven classes wasn't too many, no matter what everyone else said, but I will enjoy the break next semester... and it's coming into winter, and I'm expecting another bout of depression, as much as I'd like to deny it. This way I get Wednesday mornings and Thursday afternoons off, plus a few singles scattered throughout the week.

This weekend: finish and submit research file, learn at least most of the Chinese characters on That List, finish Spindle's End, clean the shower, take Hazel out, go to History Boys and/or Running With Scissors (but only if you've made a reasonable go at your homework), get well.

sickness, dad, school, lyla

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