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Okay, so I actually have a legitimate reason for not posting for... two weeks again. Ever since the very first day of school, I have been smothered in homework from all of my classes.

For example, tonight I have the following to do:
 

• Cinema: Finish reading an article on Edison.
• Geometry: Read pages 37 through 41 in the textbook and do problems 14, 18, 28, and 32-38e on page 34.
• Biology: Finish reading chapter 3 and take notes.
• English: Read chapter 1 of The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger and read an article about teen-bashing.
• French: Copy answers from packet into workbook.

And it is like this every single day. I have not had a moment to catch my breath. Even on the weekends, when I would normally relax and post, maybe read a book, I haven't had the desire to write, because I have been just so exhausted. I haven't gotten used to school yet, and I don't think I'll get used to the constant workload until next month, maybe? Just in time for NaNo, just in time to add writing at least 2K every day to my schedule.

Sigh.

So much work.

I am definitely doing NaNo, though. There is no doubt about that; I am not going to not do it just because my workload is a little full. Who knows? Maybe the fact that my workload is a little full will help me out, because I've heard (and my personal experience aligns with this) that you do the best when you have a lot to do, because you actually have to schedule things in instead of just procrastinating with the excuse that "I can do this later."

At least I am being more social. That is the one plus -- this year, I've been opening up more, talking. Not that I'm suddenly extroverted, because I'm not. I do prefer to keep to myself in school to be honest, but it's fun to be able to talk to people and moan and groan about Biology because there are people who understand what I am going through. :D

Even with a study hall, though, my work load is massive, and the books I have to take home? Make my backpack (yes, I had to resort to a backpack) weigh about twenty or thirty pounds.

This is what happens when you go from having a block schedule of four classes to a rotating schedule of eight.

I die.

And the problem is, it's only going to get worse.