Call The Priest

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So, recently I haven't felt so good. There are times in our lives where we physically deteriorate until we have reached an all time low. No, I am not depressed, just ill. I remember as a kid, being sick was wonderful, you didn't have to got to school, you got to sleep in, you got to watch movies and play video games all day, and in the end you didn't have to make-up any work. Nowadays, being sick has become a flight straight to Hell, and the inflight movie... Super Hell (brospect to those of you who understand that reference). Seriously, the time that you are sick is a time of suffering, and that suffering becomes worse when you come back to school to find a never-ending tower of assignments.

I never came to understand how I could become sick, or miss school for some random reason (I don't know, maybe I had to fight a bear with chainsaws for arms and sharks for legs), and the exact day I miss is the day that seven assignments are done in class, four projects are due, two tests are taken, and eight homework assignments are assigned. There are classes where you rarely do anything the whole school year, but there is a dimensional shift that causes these classes to actually get work done. Not to mention, this sort of anomaly only happens when you are not present in class. I cannot express my anger towards the matter. Also, I never understood how we are expected to get missed or due school work done, when we are sick! I have been laying in the same spot, sweating from a fever that causes my body to be physically hotter than normal yet makes me feel like the Arctic Tundra, for eighteen hours, consistently spewing half digested, and what is now wasted food, into a trash can, and I'm expected to type a frickin' essay?! I am on the verge of calling a priest to perform an exorcism and I'm supposed to finish assignment 4.3 Graphing Parabolas?! I cannot math while I am unable to even number! Hehehe, like, even numbers, hehe, I'll let myself out.

I don't know how to mountain climb either
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Then there's the time after being sick, a time of meeting every teacher and literally asking for homework. At this point, you begin to watch your social life melt in front of your eyes as you start trudging through the swamp of assignments. Not only must you catch up with your class, but you must also keep up with the class as it is being taught. Anybody else sit in class after missing a day or two and, as you watch the teacher with a look of utter confusion on you face, you kinda just think, "What did we learn last class, quantum mechanics?"

There also happens to be this thing where you get sick during breaks and weekends. I can't stand being forced into doing nothing and feeling terrible on a beautiful day when I could be still be doing nothing yet feeling great. So much time not wasted.

Now, would you please excuse me while I attempt to do due assignments and not throw-up at the same time.