Way back last January, I entered my final semester of my senior year. Took the two hardest AP classes our school offered, AP English and AP European History, when my advisor said I couldn't handle it. It started off full of potential, but everything quickly began to fall apart: experienced heartbreak when my relationship dropped out of nowhere, losing close friends; failed to help a friend out a suicidal situation; and grades rocked with a false start. Things went from bad to worse. February, started...