Looks like I shot myself in the foot again.
I do this every semester. I lose steam about a month or two into the term, and become academically depressed. I stop caring, I don't attend class, I don't really do work. Midterms just burn me out, I suppose. And then, when it's too late, I regret it. This has only really happened with one class this semester, actually. Environmental History is the only course that does not take attendance, so I stopped going for the past month, and that has fucked me over because my GPA can't really afford another terrible grade. If I get myself kicked out or drop out, the only people who would be catastrophically upset would be my parents, who feel that school is absolutely necessary, even though they attended college at a time when it wasn't. Before the late 70s or early 80s, if you wanted to be a journalist, you would get a job as a copy boy, and if you had talent, you would work your way up the totem pole from there. The idea that a degree is crucial for everything is a relatively recent trend, and I don't think it will be around much longer. Schooling is only really necessary for very specialized professions, such as engineering. I could try to just barely coast by, but even then I'd still be unhappy here, so that's not much of a solution, is it? I have about two weeks before the semester kicks into finals-mode, and I could fix it if I try, but I don't want to badly enough. What my parents would see as my self-destruction, I'd see as my freedom.