** Update on the Teen Angst: I did wind up contacting my beloved High School Biology teacher and she agreed to cut the Teen some slack. He can finish the section he missed tomorrow and she will re-submit his grade. He's feeling much better tonight.
... and the Teen Angst.
Being 14 is hard as it is.
Being 14 and having one of your friends die suddenly is even harder.
Add a test that you studied your butt off for because it's for an honors class that you really cared about - and you found out today that you failed it because you accidentally skipped a whole page and it's too late to do anything about it because the grades for the quarter have already turned in.
Such was the life of my Teen today.
We want to help him; he wants to take his sadness and anger out on us.
What I don't think he realizes is that we're sad and angry too. We hurt over these things too and then he does his very best to make us hurt even more.
He hates us.
I know that's his job at this age, but it hurts all the same.
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