~screamingly

It has to do with school/classes.

Right now, I'm in 2 AP classes, 3 honors classes, and 2 regular classes. I know I can handle all of that work. However, the way my schedule is, it would probably be better to switch into another AP class, AP 3D art, making it 3 AP classes, 3 honors classes, and 1 regular class.

What I'd like to know is how was your AP art class, if you've taken one (I don't care what kind). Was it hard? What did you do? What did you get on the AP test?

Switching into a 3rd AP class would make my schedule better (I'll be with more friends and in the same lunch the whole year), but not necessarily easier, which makes me nervous.

I've been told that you have to make like 12 pieces of work through the year and then compile them for a portfolio for the AP test. The actual making of them would be fine, but I'm not that fast of a worker, plus if you add up work I might be getting from my other AP classes (history and english - the english is actually supposed to be easier than the honors and the history teacher's supposed to be an easy grader, on most things, but that's all I know) and the honors classes (chemistry - hard i think, math - i'm good at math, and it's pre cal, my mom's good at that, spanish - EASY PEASY), I don't know if I can handle it all. You guys don't really know me that well though, so I don't expect you to comment on that.

Do you have any suggestions?



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NOW FUNNY STORY

Today, for the 1st time ever, I had to get my blood drawn. Not just a stupid finger prick - like what happens when you give blood (which I don't weigh enough to give ;D). I'm not queezy about blood or guts or whatever (my parents think I should be a doctor because I think that stuff's intersting), but when it came time to draw the blood, my brother was doing something funny, not hilarious but where I would usually smile, and I started laughing hysterically. I couldn't stop! And like the whole time the blood was coming out I couldn't sit still. The actual "drawing of blood" thought freaked me out (they had to fill like 3 viles), but I shouldn't have been freaked out that much!

Well anyway, ever since then, I've been spaztic. I spazzed out when I went to get the mail for my schedule, I spazzed on the phone, I'm spazzing typing this. It is now like 12 hours since my appointment, and I'm still like LOLOSAGFDKDO (partly because of thinking about what I said above and partly because of this story I just told you)!