Cruel Life #5

I need time. It is something I never get in school. Sometimes I do, but that is not what I mean. It is worse at home.
C: What is this about?
Me: I do not know. I feel like there is a lot of things I have to do, but I can not keep up!
C: Do you feel under pressure?
Me: May be.
C: What did you do today?
Me: I went to school today.
C: No duh! What did you do there?
Me: Well, I do not like my Humanities teacher. She does not give us much work, but I feel like I do not learn. I have a lot to study for Geometry because the CST is coming up. I ca not forget about Biology because I want to be in the AP class next year. I recently started English 101 and I want to do good on that too.
C: Only if you actually try.
Me: I do try!
C: Yeah, I know, but be constant. now where is your heaviest stress?
Me: Running

Seventh Grade...

I was scared. seventh grade. I had so many nightmares about attending middle school, but seventh grade was not such a bad experience. I had Miguel, and Chris. Unfortunately, Chris joined leadership, and I could not sit at his table for lunch anymore. After that, It became my table. I began making more friends. Hugo, and Freddy were now my friends because I now had classes with them. They were no problem because they sat with Miguel and I. My only problem, were the classes that I had. From periods one through seven. It was madness, but I survived. The thing was, I probably had more than just ten teachers. It all started at the beginning of seventh grade. Period 1 was a pain in the butt already,,,