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So I decided to delete what I first posted here. I can't believe it's Sunday night already. And tomorrow I will have to go back to hell. It's sad when it's only September and I'm already doubtful of my chances of surviving this school year, or my classes.

It's not that I hate school. I don't. I hate being busy. I hate having so much homework. I for the most part like school, because I like learning. Even though my history class is boring, I think history itself is fascinating, so it makes it okay.

The problem this year is being in three college classes that give you as much homework as college. But in college, you have more time to do your homework and less school every day (at least I hope). So it's really unfortunate that I have college homework but not a college schedule.

I don't think I'm going to survive (get an A in) AP history. I hope I do. I'm working as hard as possible. But I have my doubts. I really should be writing my essay right now. Mr. Adams hasn't actually handed any of our essays, tests, or worksheets back yet, so I have no clue how I'm doing, but the tests were hard, and that can't bode well.

I think the new anxiety med I'm on is working though because I feel a lot calmer about things and a lot less obsessive and panicky about school. I hate being dependent on drugs, but I guess I will be my whole life, so I might as well get used to it.