It’s a kind of fun to do the impossible

This is the third week of this semester, but there are already excessive jobs. I think the extremely busy schedule with continue until end of this semester. My friends don’t understand me. They ask me when I can hang out with them, I answered that I would do that until Christmas. They laughed at me badly. My husband doesn’t understand me, either. He said, you always complain, but you can always get As finally. I may get some As, but nobody knows how much endeavor I have put it. I am worrying if I can survive this semester. I have read a saying, “It’s a kind of fun to do the impossible.” I really like this idea, and I think it is also a kind of fun to do the difficult though even you may die on the half way.