I'm Not Crazy

~25~ The End of Days at RFK

School is out for summer!
School is out forever!"

~ Alice Cooper

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Friday - June 17th - Last Day At RFK!

After a long couple of weeks working at home, I've actually gotten an inordinate amount of studying done during our extended suspension sabbatical. Without being distracted by the constant cacophony of class and the stress of being on display, I have found myself oddly at peace for the first time in a long while. To be honest, I don't why I didn't think of doing this home school thing years ago? Studying at home seems to suit me, and DOG only knows it clearly fits with Billy's lackadaisical attitude towards learning.

In direct contrast to my need to overachieve, Billy has gotten an inordinate amount of pretty much nothing done since we left school. But in all fairness to Billy most of his classes are remedial anyways, so maybe "doing nothing" is the new normal?

I have tried to offer to help him with his homework several times. But he just savagely shook me off, albeit rather politely for a McCrazy. I think the only reason he has even slightly stuck to the study regimen was just to keep me company during our first "Slapfight Suspension". As has now become officially known as around the old Crazy homestead.

So far we have only had "nice lunches" with just the two of us, with no shit-talking. Mainly because Billy doesn't seem to talk shit when his brothers aren't around. There have also been no further sightings of "It" since that fateful day with ant head hose. Thankfully, neither one of us has brought the subject of "It" up again. So for my part, I am glad just to let sleeping dogs lie. Even though I still can't seem to look at the packs of hotdogs in the refrigerator the same way. At least not without hearing Stevie's snickering voice whispering, "It puts the lotion on..."

When we finally show back up to RFK to take our final exams, I feel ready to rumble. To get in and out as fast as possible, then put the past behind us. What turns out to be even cooler is when Principal March segregates us away from the other kids for our finals. Because after all, we have been way to sick to come to school for the last two weeks.

So me and the Monster, end up taking all our finals in a library all by ourselves. Like we are some kind of insane royalty, with our own personal crazy room in the library. With only Mrs. March and Nurse Meck watching over us as we take our exams. While I'm pretty sure that the Nurse Meck was hanging around to make sure I don't have another meltdown moment from test stress. But I know for a fact March was there for her last and final try to catch Billy cheating. Thankfully, neither of these two events occurs.

Before any test, I tend to stress and over-prepare. But taking the actual exam has never bothered me at all. I suppose I am strange in that way? That preparation stresses me out, but in execution, I am cool under fire. 

In Billy's crazy case, I guess he would actually have to care enough about school to cheat? But this crazy monster boy has "ZAF to give", one way or another. So five hours later, we finish our exams and take our final leave of this hellhole, that has wrought so many fine foul memories for us both.

On the way out of the library, I give Nurse Meck a quick hug. I make a point to thank her for being there for me on my really bad mental health day from hell. Billy of course, grunts his bygones at Miss Meck with a rare degree of civility. Then proceeds to double flip off the place over his shoulder as he stomps out the front door. Leaving RFK Middle School and March the final F.U. farewell they both richly deserve. I can see Mrs. March really wants to retaliate back, but I think even she sees that an era has ended.