Failure
Today I withdrew from my Animal Behavior class. I did it because there's a big poster project and paper that we had to do and I couldn't do it. I picked an animal and behavior that I thought was really cool (an octopus's intelligent and play behavior) but I couldn't find any information on it. I thought I could and I tried but there isn't a lot out there (at least in the Meramec, Webster Groves, and St. Louis County libraries) except for kids books.
I know I'll do better in all of my classes and be more relaxed now that I'm not in that class. However, my mom made me feel like a failure for withdrawing. She told me, "That's not the answer." She gives horrible condescending looks and made me feel like shit. I know I could have talked to the teacher and maybe tried another animal, but it's not what I wanted to do and I didn't think I had enough time. I also think the teacher might have just said too bad. I'm making excuses and I shouldn't be. It was my decision and I shouldn't let my mom make me feel bad about it.
My mom's really weird like that. She pressures me to do better in the things I'm already doing well in or already trying my best at while leaving other areas of my life that she should be concerned about alone. I guess I don't want her to meddle in those parts of my life either, but it would just make more sense.
On a happier note, I've decided to be a biology major. So no more major choice to be worried about. Also, a new season of America's Next Top Model premiered tonight. And I now don't have any classes on Tuesday and Thursday. Yay! Though because I let her get to me, I'm still not satisfied.
I know I'll do better in all of my classes and be more relaxed now that I'm not in that class. However, my mom made me feel like a failure for withdrawing. She told me, "That's not the answer." She gives horrible condescending looks and made me feel like shit. I know I could have talked to the teacher and maybe tried another animal, but it's not what I wanted to do and I didn't think I had enough time. I also think the teacher might have just said too bad. I'm making excuses and I shouldn't be. It was my decision and I shouldn't let my mom make me feel bad about it.
My mom's really weird like that. She pressures me to do better in the things I'm already doing well in or already trying my best at while leaving other areas of my life that she should be concerned about alone. I guess I don't want her to meddle in those parts of my life either, but it would just make more sense.
On a happier note, I've decided to be a biology major. So no more major choice to be worried about. Also, a new season of America's Next Top Model premiered tonight. And I now don't have any classes on Tuesday and Thursday. Yay! Though because I let her get to me, I'm still not satisfied.