Torsdag morgon

It's 6:24am in the morning. I've awaken since sometime past 5 and showered. I'm am so worried. High school is so different. The subjects in which I loved becomes harder, and to prevail is a question that I always ask myself if I will. I am doing well in Physics, and have no regrets in admitting this truth. It is dear to have some kind of achievement, for it gives me a sense of self-worth. Yesterday, people were getting new schedules because the school wanted to maintain a 25 students per classroom rule, except that the AP classes are overpopulated. I decided, why not, since new schedules are given out, that I might change mine as well? So after underestimating my intelligence, I switched out of Physics. I once had an average grade there; after the class change did I realized that I improved and it's too late. As expected, I am in Journalism II Hrs. It's exactly a month from the first day of school, and coming in as the new girl, I have hopes to not lose track. Life's a trail and misguiding yourself won't see your target.