Here I am, middle of summer, joyful that my previous sophomore year has come to a close. AP world history, honors Spanish and English, the works – all complete with passing grades. Looming over my head, however, are the glories of AP summer assignments. From math problems to note-taking, complex foreign novels to essays, the workload sort of makes me want to die.

Here I am, first day of junior year, thinking that all my classes aren’t actually that bad. my teachers seem nice, my classmates seem fun, and the workload seems reasonable so far. not sure what all the intense foreshadowing of the doom of junior year was all about. Maybe the summer workload was only meant to scare us into being ultra-prepared when in reality the year will be way less horrible.

Here I am, end of the first week of junior year, already wishing to be back to the first day still in the mindset of blissful ignorance 🙂

And there will only be more to come…

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