Forgive me if I st-stutter, from all of the clutter in my head.

6 Jan

I figured out why I was all mood-swing-y the past couple of days. Damn the female gender.

I haven’t felt my best lately, and I don’t really know what’s wrong. With all that I’ve been doing, I would expect myself to be really happy and stuff but I’m not. I don’t know why. The human brain works in mysterious ways, I suppose.

Okay, I think the stress is all coming from the SATs I have coming up in a bit, as well as finals.

This year, I have two make-or-break finals, which is more than I want. (I hope to never have any.) I think having to worry about all of that is just a little too much for my little brain. I don’t think I’ve ever been in this situation before. Grrr.

Otherwise, school is working out really well. I’ve been defying the odds a little bit every year in at least one class. You know, those classes where people tell you there’s no way you’ll get an A? Yeah. It feels good when you do. Like hot damn, I am not as dumb as everyone else thinks.

I’m really tired right now. I don’t think my brain likes 7 hours of sleep in comparison to 10+ hours during the break. Still getting readjusted.

Must study for physics. Least favorite class ever. I can’t decide if I hate it because I suck at it or if I genuinely dislike it. I think it’s both, equally…and the level of hate is equally high. Anyways, I have a test tomorrow in that. I think that’s gonna be the only one for a while… phew.

I’ll post another time when I don’t feel like falling asleep on my keyboard or passing out every 30 minutes.

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