I fail at life
16 years ago
I'm waiting for the day I feel a natural emotion.
so, I got my GPA in the mail a few days ago.
1.88
Most courses require 2.00 to graduate. That class that I failed is also a prerequisite for all of my studio classes that I signed up for next semester. Meaning I probably won't be able to take it with those classes. Anyways, even if I did, it conflicts with my schedule.
So basically, I have to drop all of my classes except for english, anthropology, and art histories, just because I failed one class. I'm not happy about this, because it basically adds a year to my schooling. I wont be able to just take an extra semester I think, because of all the prerequisite stuff. Fucking fuck. I'm not fully sure about all of this, I'm trying to get a hold of the advisers but they gave me the wrong number so I just emailed them, but I'm pretty sure that I'm pretty correct in what is going to happen to me.
Obviously, I'm all depressed and I feel like a failure.
I need a job, but I can't get the job at the schoolboard until like late june or early july or something. I think I might have to go back to the movie store. I really don't want to have to deal with fucking stoned kids, coke fiends, drunk bigots, and all that shit again.
Sad panda is saaaad
1.88
Most courses require 2.00 to graduate. That class that I failed is also a prerequisite for all of my studio classes that I signed up for next semester. Meaning I probably won't be able to take it with those classes. Anyways, even if I did, it conflicts with my schedule.
So basically, I have to drop all of my classes except for english, anthropology, and art histories, just because I failed one class. I'm not happy about this, because it basically adds a year to my schooling. I wont be able to just take an extra semester I think, because of all the prerequisite stuff. Fucking fuck. I'm not fully sure about all of this, I'm trying to get a hold of the advisers but they gave me the wrong number so I just emailed them, but I'm pretty sure that I'm pretty correct in what is going to happen to me.
Obviously, I'm all depressed and I feel like a failure.
I need a job, but I can't get the job at the schoolboard until like late june or early july or something. I think I might have to go back to the movie store. I really don't want to have to deal with fucking stoned kids, coke fiends, drunk bigots, and all that shit again.
Sad panda is saaaad
FA+

I'm figuring it all out, it should work out in the end.
*hugs*
If you don't know what you wanna do, then it's all good. I however know what I wanna do and set my goals and made plans, and then fucked it up.
But. I will deal with it. For some reason I have it set in my mind that I will die by or before my mid 20s, but that will (hopefully) not happen. So, I've got time.
Also, we have not hung out enough since I've been back *hugs*