by crabodile » Mon Feb 12, 2018 11:44 pm
ah alright. i have been kind of failing a class at achool and it is killing me because i've always tried so hard to be friendly and smart and not just out there. and i know one of the reasons i'm not alone at school is that my mom worked to put me in social situations, and god it worked, and now i have some friends i know i can depend on but
i feel like such a failure.
in this class we're on our third teacher. the first left for a job closer to home, the second disappeared with no reason before the second week, and now the third just plain ticks me off..
we've repeated three chapters three or four times and the other classes (there are two different teachers for the same thing here, the one i have is supposed ro be teaching younger kids) are so far ahead because they have a good teacher that didn't leave.
okay, that sounds kind of harsh. yeah, i'm salty our first teacher left (i really liked her) but she had taught at our school for sooo long and she deserved a closer place. she drove pretty far really early everyday.
but i'm afraid. i'm used as an example to the class all the time.
it makes me anxious because lately, i've been trying but it just isn't working. in their eyes i'm supposed to be perfect and have no problems and get some astounding grade because, oh, all my life i've actually tried to pass school. i regret a lot, and one of my close friends is also failing the same class.
it is really hard because whenever i tell myself it is okay, i'll bring the grade up, it drops lower and someone else uses me as an example. it is hard because i don't want everyone to see me, the perfect little example fail. after years of this it is drilled in my mind and i can't just get rid of thoughts with a snap of my fingers.
and my chinchilla.
i love her so so much. i've had her for a few months but i don't feel like i can get her all these extra toys and treats and i feel really bad.
i don't want her to grow up not spoiled. sometimes, i realize that maybe she'd be off better.
i don't want tot be selfish because she was born the day my dog died.
my dad bought her and had no idea, but now i have her papers and it majes me feel so bad because why should he, if he really is her now in the twisted way everyone claims, have to live for another seventeen years here? we have the bare necessities, probably more if they'd finally leave, and everyone says that it is okay, everything will work out.
not everything works out.
i've bonded much quicker with her than anyone in my family thought. she understands when to be quiet and stay still and is stays close when i'm crying and doubting myself. one time when i was crying, she started squealing and only stopped when i held her.
my friends and her are the only reasons i haven't broken yet. i lost my dog after having him all my life and one of my friends told me once she was surprised i hadn't gone silent or broke away from anyone yet.
yeah. i'm breaking it off there. i'm really sorry it is so long!! sorry for ranting twice in one, too, and no one really has to answer ^^ just needed to get that off my chest i suppose.