Quand je pleure, je pleure le jus de pomme...

I thought life was great. Up until about a week ago, because my back is definitely not keeping up to my heart.

BASICALLY WHAT IS WRONG
-It hurts when I do everything.
-I need to dance so I can do well on my exam in a month.
-My exam is in a little more than a month (ThankGodThankGod)
-My exam is in a little more than a month (OhGodOhGod)
-I need to dance away all my other petty troubles.
-When I dance, I break and probably make my back worse.
-I no longer believe in the God of Spines. If He is out there, He is cruel.
-He probably feeds off of back-pain inflicted tears and the melting ice on my floor I use to try and relieve the pain.

WHAT IS WRONG BECAUSE OF MY BACK OTHER THAN THE ABOVE.
-It is making me unable to perform simple functions, like bending over, carrying bags, and reaching out to far to open doors. Also, I can't run or breathe fully without a knife being shoved into my back.
-It is making me sleep on my back. It is impossible to get a good night's sleep when you can't move off of your back.
-It is thus making me tired and exhausted.
-It is making me eat nothing but apples, because I am getting no excercise.
-We have run out of apples.
-It is making hugs hurt.

WHAT IS NOT WRONG AND COMPLETELY UNBACKRELATED.
-MBF tomorrow and Thursday. Come see it. It will be epic.
-No, that's it.