I mean, what the ******** hell? I'm busting my a** to get an extremely difficult 600 on the GED when my score is already 540. 600 gets me a scholarship, by the way. I do the practice GED test and my score is 540 and thats with finishing the 4+ hour test in a little under 3 hours (which is uncommon) and passing easily. I admit I'm not trying as hard as I could, but I still am. I told Joy, my mother, and expect some kind of praise, but all she said was that it'd be even better if I got a 600 and that I should start trying. I go to this class for 4 hours and what does she think I'm doing? Masturbating the entire ******** time? It pisses me off she cares about everyone else more than me and can't even say a simple "Oh good job. I'm proud of you." Oh, no. Ryan gets what he wants, Robert gets what he wants or he throws a ******** fit. Then what do I get? "You can do better." I hate it so much. I don't even see the point in trying anymore. Is praise for doing something good so difficult to achieve? I don't think so. -sighs- I feel a little better now....
[-Quarantine-] · Thu Jan 11, 2007 @ 07:33pm · 2 Comments |