I haven't gone to Taekwondo since February. Damn.

I went to Europe.
London, England.
Paris, France.
Lucern, Switzerland.
Florenze, Italia.
Roma, Italia.
Veniza, Italia.
Insbrook, Austria.
Heidleburg, Germany.
Munich, Germany.

Amaaazing. (:

I missed my road test today. Apparently it was supposed to be yesterday. JonMichael said to call him if anything, but he's not answering. Great. I work at Cafe Torina. We replaced Rainbow Tea at GPO. I miss the Candy Store. My dad said he didn't save for my college, and whatever he had saved he used on my stepfamily; therefore, I will no longer be leaving to University of York, England for Archaeology.

My life is totally not cool right now.

The 104.4 is gone.

No more being bedridden. No more hospital. No more SDA. No more narcotics and 4 other different meds. No more snot rags, halls, and plastic bags. No more thermometers and warm breath. No more throw-up. No more dizziness or a feel of fainting in the shower. I am freeee.
Since the 17th when my fever started, my first meal was on sunday. Seriously, throwing up what you tried to eat sucked.

So this England conditional acceptance is bugging me. I have to get a 4, 4, 4 in 3 Advanced Placement exams. Seriously, one 4 out of 5 in one AP exam is really hard. Three? Gosh, that's extremely difficult. I'm studying my ass off. I mean, I became sick over it. Trust, I'm trying.
I'm still waiting on the other two, but the one I did hear from I really want.
I can do this.

I can do this.

I'm completely ridiculous, and inevitably a sucker for wanting to help people. "Deej! Ohmigod, Dorothy! I Got an A! I'm so happy! Thank you! I'm going to text my dad!". And then after I watched her send the text, she asked for help this weekend. Out of the 6 girls I tutored, 5 of them received As, and the other a B+. Though I'm working all weekend, and that when I am off I should be studying, I'm going to help 6-7 girls prepare for our French exam. I'm also going to use my paycheck to purchase them some folders so that they may compile their folders and hand them in to mademoiselle as extra credit. I have to make another lesson plan for this class. It's really stressful: I've to type and pay for the printing of about 8-12 copies of a lesson plan (2 pgs), a vocabulary list (1 pg), an exercise for them to complete as homework (1 pg), and then a quiz at the beginning of each class. Ugh, I'm digging my grave, but I'm helping others out of theirs. It makes me feel good.

I had two anxiety attacks today. Or perhaps I may just call it one, because the second wasn't too long after the first. I have to find a way to get my schedule right. Despite I've dropped ballet and choir, I haven't any time to do what I have. I have two tournaments for Taekwondo coming up, but I can't attend the first on the count of SATs are on that day of March 14. But I have to make it that day because I was one of the bronze medalists in New Zealand for Poomsae. AGH! Oh, and added bonus: On top of Taekwondo classes being thrice a week, I've to hit another Taekwondo gym for another thrice a week. Mondays, wednesdays, and fridays at my school. Tuesdays, thursdays, and saturday mornings at the other gym.

Teaching, on top of attending Taekwondo, isn't helping much either.

"Just concentrate this weekend on school and exams the following week, and all the stress will be rid form you".

That is the motivational sentence I've been telling myself repetitively while I was sick, and staring at the large screen of my laptop that lists the number of assignments I am missing. I haven't a clue as to how it is even possible I am missing seatwork in Economics. I understand that I am awfully good at misplacing things, but I find it peculiar the teacher declares I am missing in-class work. I'm dashed. I am skeptical as to what way I can pass government. I am just terrible with her essay grading on her test. I've yet to master that all year wrong.

Since I went to New Zealand, my grades have dropped in French; however, I've made it up by holding a French class for struggling students. I hold them once a week at Bestseller Cafe. And if that fails, I ask the girls to come into the Candy Store while I'm working and I'll review them for any tests. Mademoiselle actually decided to audit my class last week. That was pretty nerve-moving.

I hope she sees I'm trying harder.

update;

Tina's left since the last update.
I think everyone admits I was the most emotional.
I really, really miss her. My archaeologist.

The Navy Ball was on the 18th.
Tarl asked me to be his date.
Surprisingly, no one asked my age.
It was quite the amazing night for everyone.

We got ready at around 5:30 in the hotel room.
Before James arrived, Tarl and I had a major wrestling match.
We look purdy spiffy come dinner time.

Senior pictures went well, but haven't come in.
I've pictures of Tarl's birthday celebration that I've yet to post, but will.
There's a tournament in New Zealand. 5 days. Leave Dec 9.
I'll miss some school. Yay?

Training is hardcore conditioning like it was in volleyball.
Our new healthy fitness diet sucks.
Strictly only water and milk, fruits and vegetables, pretty much salads and Subway.

I hope this is a sufficient update.