Eek! I'm really stressed out this week. For my english class, I have to do 40 responses on a book that I haven't even finished yet PLUS read 3 other books and do a project for each one. Then, in science, we're starting our fetal pig disection on Tuesday. Talk about gross! I am so not touching it.

What are you stressing about?

For some reason, in Health class, we're learning about conflict resolution, family dynamics and how people react to different situations. So, she brought up this example: "Imagine your grandmother gets Alsheimers (please excuse my bad spelling!) and comes to live with you-" she begins. But the teacher can't continue, because her words are drowned out by groans. I wanted to cry. My best friend in the world had to deal with that, only worse. Her grandmother SHOT HERSELF after being diagnosed with this. She stuck a gun in her mouth and left this earth.

To hear people groan at the thought of living with their poor, sick grandmother made me want to scream and cry at the same time. What if you had a terrible disease that was going to steal your memory and slowly kill you? What if your family groaned at the thought of helping you when you were in desperate need of assistance?

Am I crazy to outraged by this? It prolly meant nothing to them, but it made me feel sick inside.