Faster

Strenuous. Nauseating. Orbital. Repetitive. Words I would use to describe this week so far... and I can't bear to believe it's only Tuesday. With work, I've really been doing a good job. Keeping up with everything in time and at last acknowledging what my priorities are, my grades are sure to get up. Especially seeing that as of now they're terrible. I'm quite determined to keep up my promise, though. Can't forget that band has contributed to a lot of this mess, too. Once switching into marching, my classes needed to be rearranged. Starting either tomorrow or the next day, this will take action. A bit nervous for that, of course. A more advanced class, more advanced music and people in my actual age group would sound lovely to most, I suppose. Two of my other classes, due to this change, must be switched as well. And we're already half-way through the first grading period. Crossing my fingers nothing bad will come out of my being late to these new courses. At least I'm mildly keeping track of the field and my running. As much as I can, anyway. And a game this Friday awaits us. Terrific.
This week needs to end. Now, please.