Ahh!!!

Where did I disappear to?!

The answer: Finals. I disappeared underneath the great mound of homework every teacher of mine is piling on before finals, to ensure we've got as much useless, unremarkable information stuffed into our heads as is teacher-ly (Make note: I do not say "humanly") possible. I've had three, cumulative, literary terms vocabulary tests this week in English. Our final is going to be over 75 words, and not easy ones, the nice complicated ones. A presentation for Physics, about six assignments in Calculus (which I don't understand in the least), more translation of the Aeneid in Latin, and probably more I'm forgetting. *gives huge, gusting sigh*

On the bright side, my powerpoint for Physics is brilliant, to say the least. *smiles proudly*

Yet I'm tired of sitting at a computer, it's hurting my neck in excruciating ways. :D My fault, I know.

I won't even begin to attempt to describe to you this time exactly how irresponsible, and immature, and selfish, and very 13 year old-ish, my mom is being at the moment, it will simply make me too angry. Let me simply say it involves a man she has chatted with online for less than two weeks, lives in California, is unemployed, and is now staying at our house (per her invitation) for the next four days, all with the intent of "getting to know each other." She's putting my sister and I at risk by allowing a complete stranger into our home, she's spending money on food we can't afford simply to impress him, and she's taking three days off of work to entertain him, though we can't afford that either. I think this is the first time in two years in which I've had so much good food in the house to eat (as in fruit and jam). *clenches jaw* It's ridiculous that the only people she cares to spend money on are her "boyfriends," and not her daughter. The only person she cares or thinks about is herself.

I'm sick of it.

Oh, and I have to do all of my college apps this weekend. I don't want to, as most of the colleges I wanted to apply to have passed their deadlines (because I was intent on giving up that particular venture altogether and simply going to a state school, until my stepdad forcibly convinced me otherwise (over the phone, don't worry)) and it is quite simply petrifying to think of doing all of this on my own (because guaranteed, that's how it is, and will, be).

On the bright side, I made my grandmother's recipe, the mystery bars, and they were absolutely divine. Literally. They're better than the brownies, and I didn't even make this batch particularly perfectly either. Everyone at school simply devoured them (myself included, lol).

On the bright side, I'm reading an excellent and extremely fascinating Fantasy series called the 'Riddle Master' trilogy by Patricia A. McKillip. I'm loving it, though I don't normally delve into the fantasy genre.

Do you think it would be feasible to drop my AP Calculus class next semester? Or simply: insane. If it will drop my GPA, as it's going to this semester, thus rendering me ineligible for Valedictorian, what's the point in taking it? I see none, I do not require it to graduate, and most schools really only want 3 years of Math, after all. Huh. My counselor probably won't let me drop it though. Damn. I don't like this, not at all.