coolgirlspyer90
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I am completely stressed out right now.
I just started my first semester at college, the first quarter is almost done and I just found out I'm failing my math class, so i had to drop out of that class in order to avoid getting an F in that class. So Now, I'm retaking the class again for the next term. Here's how this situation happened:
I was at the mall, shopping with my mom for my homecoming dress and shoes, makeup because I'm going to gallaudet to visit my boyfriend for the weekend. And I'm pretty excited about it. I was having a good time, and I felt good because I thought i was passing all of my classes. So, around 2:15ish I get home and I decided to check my student's email account. I get an email from my math teacher saying I should drop his class in order to avoid getting an F. I got sick to my stomach and I felt like I was going to pass out. And I had to break the news to my mom before It got worse.
So As I told my mom about what had happened, my mom became furious with me. I felt disappointed in myself. I thought I was doing so good in math this year, I thought I was improving myself to get better. I studied late hours to be able to understand the material, apparently, I didn't. So I went on my computer again, dropping my class and then trying to find the same class again for the next term so i can retake the class. I couldn't find anything and the site was very confusing to how to add a class online. So I decided to go to my school and fix that. Then I went to my disability office to talk to my counsler about How i needed to drop the class and I'm retaking the class again for the next term. As I'm talking to her, I broke down in front of her being upset because I really didn't want to disappoint my mom, or my dad for that matter. And I was afraid to go home to face my parents because I hated disappointing them. But it's also a good thing that I'm passing my other classes. So then, My disability counselor and I made a plan for the next term, I would go to class, and then after that I would get tutoring services to help me understand the material, then get a study buddy to help me. And then If i didn't understand what I'm suppose to be doing, i would stay after class and get clarification from my instructor.
By the time I got home I told my mom what I did and what my plan was for the next term. She said that She put in a lot of time from work to help me get the opportunities to get me help and she was disappointed in me. And I felt really bad and I felt like I wanted to pass out. Then my mom told me she wasn't going to tell my dad, because Tomorrow i'm going to a wedding for my cousin. And she wasn't going to be in the car with my dad absolutely furious for 2 hours. So It was up to me. and I'm afraid of telling him. I really wanted to do good this year in college, especially since i'm new in college. I have a lot of motivation to do well in school and ending my first term like this, makes me sick to my stomach. My mom and I are okay, but my mom is still mad. I told my boyfriend what had happened, and he said he would help me with any math problem that I do not understand, Especially since he's a math major too.
I still feel upset and sick to my stomach about this. I really wanted to do good. I just can't believe I ended it like this. The term ends on october 17th and the next term begins on October 18th. I'm suppose to be going to see my boyfriend on the 26th and won't be coming back home until the 29th. But for the next term, I'm taking no chances. I'm getting help. I learned it the hard way. I refuse to disappoint my parents. When I was driving to my school to get my class rescheduled for the next term, I was shaking and I was scared to death about everything that had happened. I just wish I was really good at math since I was born. But, obviously I'm not. Why can't I be smart and be good at math? UGH. I don't have a lot of confidence in myself about math. I try to be. But, it doesn't work out for me sometimes.
I just started my first semester at college, the first quarter is almost done and I just found out I'm failing my math class, so i had to drop out of that class in order to avoid getting an F in that class. So Now, I'm retaking the class again for the next term. Here's how this situation happened:
I was at the mall, shopping with my mom for my homecoming dress and shoes, makeup because I'm going to gallaudet to visit my boyfriend for the weekend. And I'm pretty excited about it. I was having a good time, and I felt good because I thought i was passing all of my classes. So, around 2:15ish I get home and I decided to check my student's email account. I get an email from my math teacher saying I should drop his class in order to avoid getting an F. I got sick to my stomach and I felt like I was going to pass out. And I had to break the news to my mom before It got worse.
So As I told my mom about what had happened, my mom became furious with me. I felt disappointed in myself. I thought I was doing so good in math this year, I thought I was improving myself to get better. I studied late hours to be able to understand the material, apparently, I didn't. So I went on my computer again, dropping my class and then trying to find the same class again for the next term so i can retake the class. I couldn't find anything and the site was very confusing to how to add a class online. So I decided to go to my school and fix that. Then I went to my disability office to talk to my counsler about How i needed to drop the class and I'm retaking the class again for the next term. As I'm talking to her, I broke down in front of her being upset because I really didn't want to disappoint my mom, or my dad for that matter. And I was afraid to go home to face my parents because I hated disappointing them. But it's also a good thing that I'm passing my other classes. So then, My disability counselor and I made a plan for the next term, I would go to class, and then after that I would get tutoring services to help me understand the material, then get a study buddy to help me. And then If i didn't understand what I'm suppose to be doing, i would stay after class and get clarification from my instructor.
By the time I got home I told my mom what I did and what my plan was for the next term. She said that She put in a lot of time from work to help me get the opportunities to get me help and she was disappointed in me. And I felt really bad and I felt like I wanted to pass out. Then my mom told me she wasn't going to tell my dad, because Tomorrow i'm going to a wedding for my cousin. And she wasn't going to be in the car with my dad absolutely furious for 2 hours. So It was up to me. and I'm afraid of telling him. I really wanted to do good this year in college, especially since i'm new in college. I have a lot of motivation to do well in school and ending my first term like this, makes me sick to my stomach. My mom and I are okay, but my mom is still mad. I told my boyfriend what had happened, and he said he would help me with any math problem that I do not understand, Especially since he's a math major too.
I still feel upset and sick to my stomach about this. I really wanted to do good. I just can't believe I ended it like this. The term ends on october 17th and the next term begins on October 18th. I'm suppose to be going to see my boyfriend on the 26th and won't be coming back home until the 29th. But for the next term, I'm taking no chances. I'm getting help. I learned it the hard way. I refuse to disappoint my parents. When I was driving to my school to get my class rescheduled for the next term, I was shaking and I was scared to death about everything that had happened. I just wish I was really good at math since I was born. But, obviously I'm not. Why can't I be smart and be good at math? UGH. I don't have a lot of confidence in myself about math. I try to be. But, it doesn't work out for me sometimes.