Cammy

This past week I got my report card and I got, probably, my highest GPA since I started getting a GPA. This year my classes seem a lot easier and I wonder if it’s a coincidence because junior year is the most important year for college applications.

Even though my grades were really good, I got a C in HP English. And yeah, it’s weighted as a B in my GPA but that’s the class I work the hardest in. I’ve also never gotten a C in English. If anything, English has been my best class all these years; I could always fall back on an A or a B there. It’s really frustrating to think about all the nights wen I’ve gotten four hours sleep because I’ve been doing English work. It doesn’t totally help either that I have another essay that’s worth even more than the last one: 450 points. I used a lot of time in which I could have been developing it on preparing my Queer Straight Alliance presentations last week.

My teacher has also been putting a lot of pressure on me to do well. I had a panic attack on Thursday just thinking about all the work I have to do. I usually pull it off but I’m worried because I keep not setting aside the time to actually do anything. I really, really need this to be a good essay, for my grades, my teacher, and for me. ♦