School is going to kill me....

Okay, the good news is: I have a fucking four day weekend. WOOO!
Bad news: I have a parent teacher conference tonight. FUCK THE WORLD. My parents are trying to get me to go with them because of my enormous test and a couple fuck ups that I'd rather not mention (we're all human....we make mistakes....) and my teachers FRIGGEN SCARE ME. ESPECIALLY MY SCIENCE TEACHER. He's a friggen intimidating guy that I'd rather not face.....seriously. And my mom is just like: "Go talk to him this morning! Then you won't have to come to the conference!"
And I'm just sitting there like
HELL TO THE NO.
I'm paranoid about to much shit....I'm ridiculous T___T but whatever. And it doesn't help that I'm barely five feet tall and my teacher is like....ten times bigger than me.
Ah.
Okay.
School is going to give me a heart attack one of these days I swear.
And I have an essay due today!
FRIGGEN WONDERFUL.