My semester starts tomorrow...

...and frankly, even though I shouldn't be, I feel kinda stressed already.
Yeah, I know, my GPA is in the mid 3s out of 4 at the moment, but I feel I've been lucky as hell.  Keeping up hasn't been my strong suit so far, and since I'm looking at a lot of late days this semester, it's only going to be harder now.
I could be worrying over nothing because at least this time I don't have to take an algebra course and for the purposes of what I seek I don't have to take another one of those, period (thank goodness for that...you have no idea how bad of a tailspin I was in once I lost my tutor last semester).
But the worries could be legitimate just because of the hiding episodes I've had previously when I've been badly stressed out.  It could be better now that I've talked to a couple of my friends here about it, but until I get to test it in a "real" situation, I can't be certain.  And the hiding episodes before my uncle's funeral still has me thinking my defenses aren't strong enough.
So Idk.  I hope for better, but I find it hard to believe in that.  All bets might as well be off.