Dear Diary, 

Okay, so freshman year has had its fill of terrible days. Stressed out, wanting-to-pull-your-hair-out kind of days. But this was the mother load. This was the top knotch of worst days. I even broke out (I don’t really have a history with acne usually). So yes, it was that bad. 

Now, what happened: I didn’t look on my school’s website over the weekend. I could have sworn that I had no homework, so I wasn’t worried. When I show up to school on Tuesday, when my English class is about to start, I check the website. Turns out, that sociology class I skipped? Yeah, it was suppose to prepare me for the test I didn’t know about on Tuesday. And on top of that, my biology teacher decided to spring on us the night before part 2 of our project. So you can tell where this day is going. 

I practically ran out of my english class and went straight to the library. The project was due at 9 am. I had an hour to do the project and the rest of the day to study for sociology. 

So, when sociology comes around, I found out there were study questions that are like an extended version of the test, that I had to print out and do by 5:00. I had to run to the bullock lab to print them out and then run to my biology class so I wouldn’t be late. 

Oh my goodness, by this time I was done. With life, with everything. I was planning on staying after to do essays, but with the questions due, I stayed till 5:00 to turn them in and I was out of there. I was so sick of school, I didn’t want to have to see the place any time soon.  

Throughout the day I was scared I was going to fail either biology, or sociology, or used all of my absences for English! I was so scared about everything. I’m sure more went wrong… I just can’t remember that far. Either way, freshman year has killed me. And after Thursday at 3:00, it will finally be over.