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This year is equal in crappyness to only one other year in my life, and that was the year that I was repeatly put in a trash can by the boy I had a crush on and the girl who bitch slaped me for no reason. Last year was the best year of my life, and next year looks to be really good to. The courses I'm taking play much more to my strenghts. Its not really the amount of APs I'm taking this year that is stressing me out, its more that I got stuck 3 math based courses, and its sort of destorying me slowly. Actually AP English and AP American are my two favorite classes, besides sculpture. I must say I'm glad I have that (I love Mr. Kunz!) Although I miss my 1st period free. Anyway, I can't complain too much. Right now I'm stuck on an island of crap, in a sea of goodness. I mean, compared to most people in the world I have had it really good. I'm not even angry at brighton for how difficult junior year is. I know if I can just find the reserve of energy inside me I'll make it through. I just feel like I've lost that inner fire, the thing that makes you choose physics homework over that friends rerun. I don't need anyones sympathy, I just need support I guess. Tell me I'm not living up to my potential. Tell me that I'm fucking everything up because I'm not trying hard enough. I just need to like my life is under my control. That I can do it. Because if I can beleive I can do it, then I'll do it. But right now I'm not so sure.