I’m Drowning
(Warning: Academic depressive rant that I need to put somewhere)
As some of you know, I’m a high schooler headed into the college application process. I’m excited, I’m scared, and I’m anxious.
My entire philosophy for this year has been “don’t overwork yourself, put your health first, don’t burn out.” For the most part, it worked. I’m an A and occasional B student. I work hard and I absolutely love to learn. I was proud, because as hard as I worked, as little sleep as I got, I was winning. I was doing everything I needed to do--even if I was putting my health second or third (despite my proclaimed philosophy).
Those feelings of pride subsided, however, when I saw my transcript. Because of the number of classes I’m taking, my semester GPA is a little on the lower side, and that scares me. Of course, I’ll probably be fine once I get my grades at the end of this semester. It probably won’t mean disaster for me--but all of this just stirs up the question: What college will want to accept me?
I know where that question comes from. I know why is scares me so much. The circumstances of my schooling push me to be the best of the best, and even then I find myself stuck in the same old habits.
I need to fix this.