October 02, 2007~~8:06 p.m.
Vertigo...

Went to the doctor today after feeling what can only be described as "carsick" for the last twelve days. Apparently, the vertigo is being caused by Labyrinthitis, which sounds a lot more fun than it is. Basically, my world is in a constant state of spinniness and I am beyond ready for it to stop. I've barely eaten since it started because I feel nauseated all the time.

Unfortunately, I don't have one of those jobs where I can really take sick days, so I'm just powering through it. It sucks, but it's actually easier to go than it would be to do all of the prep work required to have a sub.

I've been avoiding writing here about the incredible bullshit going on with Shoe's English teacher, primarily because every time I think about it I end up completely pissed off. We have a conference scheduled with her tomorrow to discuss the C- she gave him on his most recent essay (and her grading practice in general).

I've never argued a grade with a teacher before, but this woman is clearly on drugs or something and so we've got to get to the root of what's going on. We're not rookie parents; Elle took Advanced Engligh 9 last year and we are well aware of the level of expectations. The whole thing is just so messed up on so many levels that I don't even know where to begin. Maybe I'll attack it after we talk with her...

I'm trying to decide what direction to go in a relationship with someone who I've considered a very close friend for a long time. His life seems to have gotten too busy to make much effort to communicate with me. I'm sad because I miss his friendship, but also irritated because I've been virtually deprioritized out of his life.

And so I need to decide whether it is best to say nothing (my default choice so far), just deal with barely talking or emailing, hoping things will improve, but knowing that we may, ultimately, just grow completely apart or whether I should speak my mind and risk having him confess that his apathy is a result of the fact that he's lost interest in my friendship.

I don't know whether I'm hurt or angry or hopeful or just naive. I do know that I hate change with a passion and would generally do just about anything to keep life exactly how it is... or in this case, was.

~Alice