So after getting two tests back today, one passing by three points, the other failing with a 43%, I have formally decided that American Studies is by no means where I am supposed to be. I have put forth every single ounce of effort I have into that class, and I keep failing. I'm throwing in the towel, I want out. I can't keep putting myself through this. I'm done. Goodbye. I will switch around whatever I need to switch around to get out. So here is how my schedule is *probably* going to be looking now...Math A, Myth B and college comp C second semester, then USH mod d, french e, Then I'll take chem F and G. that could work.
Yeah, I think that'll work out quite nicely for me. I'll keep mod b off the rest of this semester, then fill it next. I mean, obviously I can't have Silveira for USH, that's completely defeating the purpose.
I actually talked to my mom about this, and for once she is backing me up. She's on my side. She supports that I need to get out of this class and salvage myself for college and for my own sanity, of course. She's willing to sign whatever she needs to to get me out of this hell.
For a few minutes I thought of this as depressing, as quitting. But it's really not. I gave it everything I had and it just wasn't enough. So I see it as, valuing myself enough to know when to call it quits.
Other than the whole amstud fiasco, today was amazing. <3 Couldn't have asked for better.
My mom even said that she'd let me go to prom if it was with someone "decent that she could trust to come pick me up." Wowww. We've reached a huge milestone.
I'm starting to love my life again.
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