While my teacher's back is turned, my friend Jill leans over to me and whimpers, "Oh my god, Bianca, I am going to die this week! We have the calc test on Tuesday, then I have my English paper and the bio lab report due Wednesday!" She grimaces at me, sighs noisily, then drops her head into her hands.

I ignore her. I want to tell her how easy life would be if all I had to worry about was cramming for calculus and finding a thesis for an essay.