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Yeah so at the beginning of the semester I decided to take a guitar course and my dad decided I shouldn't because it would "get in the way of my studies." This same guitar course
1. applies to my major
2. consists of stuff I already know
3. has some friends in it which which would encourage me to practice together with them and thus we would do well and
4. meets for one hour on Friday after all classes for the week are over.
Where he got the idea that a guitar class that applies credit toward my major would interfere with "studies," especially being after the week's classes are over on Friday, I will never understand, but at the time I really wanted to take the course. Maybe in McWorld, it could happen, but not in mine. Dad proceeds to pull some silly threats and I am therefore forced to drop the class afterall, but not before attending two sessions. Now at the middterm, we recieve a forfeiture fee of 80% of the total cost of the course. In other words, we're charged and I didn't even take the damn course. I will not overlook that I am technically at fault for taking the class despite my father telling me not to, but I also can't overlook the fact that my Dad was a dickwad for the entirety of this story. Yes, if one is to read the above story carefully they will see that my side was one of logic and my Dad's was one of protecting the final bits of control over me as he sees me inching toward freedom. What the shit... am I in eight grade still having problems like this? Some things have changed since August, but its easy to find what hasn't.
edit: I didn't mention that part of his reasoning for me not taking that class was that I was on "probation" for not making 3.0 (I got a 2.93 first semester) and I needed to prove myself over the second semester before he would allow me to take what to him is a frivolous course (not his words). I tried explaining that that is actually a decent GPA for a first semester college student and that I would adjust my habits for the next semester. I made a 3.77 for this midterm but it has absolutely nothing to do with not taking a guitar class that I would have breezed through. I can't ever agree with my dad on this. What a dumb situation. Well this concludes my being bothered about this for now.
1. applies to my major
2. consists of stuff I already know
3. has some friends in it which which would encourage me to practice together with them and thus we would do well and
4. meets for one hour on Friday after all classes for the week are over.
Where he got the idea that a guitar class that applies credit toward my major would interfere with "studies," especially being after the week's classes are over on Friday, I will never understand, but at the time I really wanted to take the course. Maybe in McWorld, it could happen, but not in mine. Dad proceeds to pull some silly threats and I am therefore forced to drop the class afterall, but not before attending two sessions. Now at the middterm, we recieve a forfeiture fee of 80% of the total cost of the course. In other words, we're charged and I didn't even take the damn course. I will not overlook that I am technically at fault for taking the class despite my father telling me not to, but I also can't overlook the fact that my Dad was a dickwad for the entirety of this story. Yes, if one is to read the above story carefully they will see that my side was one of logic and my Dad's was one of protecting the final bits of control over me as he sees me inching toward freedom. What the shit... am I in eight grade still having problems like this? Some things have changed since August, but its easy to find what hasn't.
edit: I didn't mention that part of his reasoning for me not taking that class was that I was on "probation" for not making 3.0 (I got a 2.93 first semester) and I needed to prove myself over the second semester before he would allow me to take what to him is a frivolous course (not his words). I tried explaining that that is actually a decent GPA for a first semester college student and that I would adjust my habits for the next semester. I made a 3.77 for this midterm but it has absolutely nothing to do with not taking a guitar class that I would have breezed through. I can't ever agree with my dad on this. What a dumb situation. Well this concludes my being bothered about this for now.