Today is the first day in 6 days that I left my house. I emailed 2 out of the 3 answers to my Quantum final today and was told that my prof will check again tomorrow, b/c that is when he'll do the grading (he's in Germany right now). I will have to figure out some way to scan in and email my 3rd answer (it isn't finished as of yet - stupid ( Read more... )

So today I had a quiz and instead of doing said quiz I had an anxiety attack so instead of fleeing from the room as I wanted to do I wrote on the paper continually and then when he was collecting them I put a piece of paper on top of mine and slipped it into my bag. AWESOME ( Read more... )

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So here's what's been going on:

My doc upped my Lamictal b/c we figured that maybe my bipolar has gotten worse since I've been having a shitty time the past 2 months, but I can readily ascribe that to my class. They also doubled my xanax dosage, which btw, did not work on Tuesday after I went to his office hours for help and he did nothing but ( Read more... )

OK, so I have 2 math classes. One is a 400-level abstract algebra class that I am doing well in. The second is a 300-level proofs class where I am given a page of shoddy definitions and remarks, am not allowed to talk to anyone, even people in the class, or look at any other books on the subject. Most our grade is from presentation of correct ( Read more... )

I spent the morning and early afternoon with my Dad at the Museum of Science and Industry (free day!), and it was going so well until I came home and my mom was freaking out and yelling at my dad, and we left for grandmas as soon as possible and both agreed that it would have been perfect if we went from the museum to my grandmas. I had to take a ( Read more... )

But at least it's only at one. But this weekend will be chock full of my abusive mother. Wheeeeeeeeeee ( Read more... )

So if you read my last substantial post you know that I have been having a really hard time this month. And during my 16 hour layover (my flight got cancelled and they rescheduled it for 6 the next morning, blech. they had no pilots, isn't that great.) I was thinking and December has always been a bad month. Usually that means there's a trauma ( Read more... )

That describes me so well ( Read more... )

I am sick of crying for NO FUCKING REASON ( Read more... )