school autour de deux

Back at school today. I'm surprisingly calm with the whole idea of being forcefully taught things I'm uninterested in, mainly because this last week I've realized that I have no life outside dance or school. I guess it wasn't totally my fault, getting caught in 309573450937 doctors appointments, having to deal with beyond drunk family members, friends having lives hundreds of miles away from me, and the sudden teen angst that flooded me.
I don't know what came over me (alright, I know exactly what came over me), but I haven't seen that much teen angst since I went to a My Chemical Romance concert (zing!).
Alright, all corny jokes aside, it's time to get serious.
School has been iight, no major complains. I walked in thinking two assignments (only one of which I have done) were past due. If anyone were to have to write a paper on me, in the first paragraph the word nerd would appear. I don't know what comes over me with school work, but I find myself OCD about getting my work done. So I was freaking out, especially because my grades have been on the rapid decline lately, and my mom has been giving me the "well, why did you take all the smart classes? I know you want to graduate with honors, so shouldn't you be taking easy classes?". But, the one I did is due today, and I have no idea when the other is due. I got this.
Only about 5 weeks until school is out, and only 5 weeks until I start my community service, my dance intensive, and hopefully, my job. I still have so much to do before school is out, one of which is my freshmeat (ahemm, freshman. excuse me) portfolio, which needs some serious TLC.
The band is way to loud right now. I can't concentrate. The stuff they're playing sounds like it's from the Pirates of the Carribean, and the last thing I need is Orlando Bloom in my head as I'm attempting to study Français. I won't be home until 9 tonight, so I don't know when I'll have any other time to do it. They better shut up, or they will find a trombone up their ass.