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i just checked my grads for the fall semester.
anthropology: f
history in the us: f
psychology: d
i'm the biggest failure on the face of this planet. this was the most absoulte hardest semester of my entire college career. you name it, it happened and i had to go through it, and it just sucks hardcore because i couldn't concentrate to save my life on anything except all of the shit that i was thinking of.
things started off well. amazingly well, actually. my teachers and classmates were calling me andrew and it was perfect.
then shit hit the fan.
kelly and i broke up.
i started dating cat a little too soon, but it's over and done with, it happened. i had to deal with trying to cope with the loss of the best year and a half of my life.
then i had to deal with her and the other woman. that's a whole other story i don't feel like getting into.
lord, then homecoming.
publically coming out as trans to the entire school, winning and having the press all over me. cause that wasn't the most distracting thing in my life.
dealling with coming out to my momma.
then her threat to move to arizona.
how the fuck was i suppose to NOT think about my stress and drama, and concentrate on my classes? this is exactly why i'm not taking classes this spring. i just can't afford to spend the money on classes i'll have a hard time committing to.
i totally give up on school.
i give up on trying so hard.
i give up on everything.
i'm fucking tired of being a looser, a failure at school...being made fun of for being at pcc since 2001.
i'm done with this shit.
the only thing i'm gonna focus on is work, money, and my transition.
anthropology: f
history in the us: f
psychology: d
i'm the biggest failure on the face of this planet. this was the most absoulte hardest semester of my entire college career. you name it, it happened and i had to go through it, and it just sucks hardcore because i couldn't concentrate to save my life on anything except all of the shit that i was thinking of.
things started off well. amazingly well, actually. my teachers and classmates were calling me andrew and it was perfect.
then shit hit the fan.
kelly and i broke up.
i started dating cat a little too soon, but it's over and done with, it happened. i had to deal with trying to cope with the loss of the best year and a half of my life.
then i had to deal with her and the other woman. that's a whole other story i don't feel like getting into.
lord, then homecoming.
publically coming out as trans to the entire school, winning and having the press all over me. cause that wasn't the most distracting thing in my life.
dealling with coming out to my momma.
then her threat to move to arizona.
how the fuck was i suppose to NOT think about my stress and drama, and concentrate on my classes? this is exactly why i'm not taking classes this spring. i just can't afford to spend the money on classes i'll have a hard time committing to.
i totally give up on school.
i give up on trying so hard.
i give up on everything.
i'm fucking tired of being a looser, a failure at school...being made fun of for being at pcc since 2001.
i'm done with this shit.
the only thing i'm gonna focus on is work, money, and my transition.