Roasted Peanuts

As I was casually eating my lightly roasted peanuts while doing my homework, I realized that something felt a little off. Did I forget the one homework that would determine my future? Was I supposed to be somewhere? Was I allergic to peanuts? Luckily, it was none of the above. So what then was causing me this unanswerable distress? As random as it sounds, I realized that it was my grades that was making me worry. Throughout my high school career, I've been able to get nearly straight A's, with an occasional -A or B, with relative ease. Currently, I have, I believe, three B's and four A's. I am aware that it could be worse, but this is not my goal.  It's senior year, so theoretically, it should be easier or the same as junior year. I don't even think I have senioritis yet (hopefully I don't). This may possibly make me sound fatter than I really am, metaphorically of course, but this is a serious issue. I will not end my high school year ending poorly. I also forgot to mention that I have a bet on the line. I get a very good reward if I get straight A's! :)