A Breath

We had a practice debate today. It was awful. Hopefully the awfulness of it will make me do better tomorrow at the debate-off for the 3rd and final spot for districts. Seeing as I haven't debated in at least 3 weeks it wasn't much of surprise. The only saving grace is that Leeor and Meghan were almost as bad, so we'll be on somewhat even footing. And the weather has been fiendishly good; it's broken 60 degrees for 4 days straight.

What is the worst though, is that school is getting rather hard. There's something about 3rd quarter that makes one lazy, but at the same time it gets harder. Miserable, that's what it is. And then there's APs coming up in May, for which it's time to study. And I only have to take the US History one. Next year I will have taken enough classes to take a hypothetical total of 7 APs (I think). That would by evil incarnate, so I'd probably ditch either the 2 econ ones, or the 2 government ones (probably government). But enough of that. I'll suffer through that later. Actually, it's not necessarily that school is getting harder, but my grades are lower. My grades are still out of sync with reality from when I was sick a month ago because teachers lost or didn't enter in make-up work. At the mid-term, for instance, I had a B in Spanish, quite possibly the easiest of all classes, because my teacher lost 2 relatively large assignments, and she can't find one of them now. And now I have to do all of this junk for speech and debate and MUN. So it's not shaping out spectacularly, but there is one good thing. I've still got a nearly infinite distance to fall downhill, and a comparatively small distance to reclaim. Or maybe that's not really good at all. I don't know.