Slipping loads off my shoulders.

This quarter has come to an end, and all I can say is : “GOOD RIDDANCE.” I have struggled so much this quarter and I feel like the weight of the world fell off my shoulders now that its over.

The thing is, I was under so much pressure to pass this quarter that it literally did nothing for my stress and anxiety levels. Recently I completed my finals and now that I’m checking my grades I am relieved to see that I passed with decent grades. For my Seminar in the Arts class (basically art history) I got a solid C. I struggled really hard with that particular class because it was demanding. I got a B+ on my final so Im okay with the class grade this time.

For my Layout and Design class (graphic design) I struggled a bit. I have been absent from this school for about a year, for personal reasons, so it took me some time to get back into the swing of things. I had a troubled start and ended up missing some assignments. (For my prior class, my teacher allowed me to make them up. This one didnt…) I missed about 3. So that being said, I was terrified and made sure never to miss another after that. I managed to get A’s and B’s the remaining quarter. NOW I’m still waiting for my grade to come in. I don’t know what it is because she hasnt updated it with the 3 last assignments the class did, including the final so im stuck with a C- as of right now. I think though, considering my work overall, that I did good and I should have my grade boosted because of those last assignments.

I dont know, my brain is at a whirl wind right now and I havent had the chance to sit and relax because of the fact that we’re moving, so packing up the house, school, and grades is just. Yeah, I cant breathe right now. Its really taken a toll on me and Im just scared.

Is school even supposed to do this to you? I feel like its just about letter grades.. Not what you actually learn within the barriers of the class room. And I hate that.

Oh well…

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