It's got the works.
Now the bad news. School is starting Monday. That's bad news by itself, but one of the classes I'm taking I'm VERY VERY VERY unhappy with. Art History. I think I was under the influence of something when I signed up for that class. It's a terrible class, and I hope to hell I can get out of it. I need to actually get the teacher of said class to sign me out though. There in lies the problem. She's a b!tch. I cannot be kind about her, because she was never kind to me. Something tells me she won't let me leave the class just because she's such a mean person. Aside from the fact that it's an AP class (Advance Placement), which are the toughest classes, and I already have two others, I did all of the summer work I had to do for it as well. So it's not just like I didn't try to like it, I just plain hate the class.
The textbook is big enough to be parrodied by the Python troupe, and I have to visit a different art museum twice a semester. If I don't get out of this class, it's going to ruin my entire year of school. And if she does force me in that class, I will do everything in my power to make her year as bad for her as it would be for me.