I hate maths.
I want to drop it.
And I am, if my mum says yes.
She has to say yes. No matter what. Or else I won't have the emotional support to actually drop it and may continue it until I die.
I told her this morning and she confronted me again when picking me up after school.
"Do you have to drop maths?"
"Did you even try hard in maths?"
"If you had problems last year why didn't you tell me so I could arrange a tutor?"
"Maths is important you know."
No.
No no NO.
I could have told her I'm dropping and not let her have a say in it.
But I wanted her opinion, or at least ask her to think about it; because I respect her.
I want her to have a say in my life. She has always let me off easy, so I doubt she knows anything about school or how much I hate it sometimes.
That doesn't matter though.
I don't want maths in my life.
I hope she lets me drop. Or else I'm gonna have a breakdown 'cause maths is such a shitty subject for me and I'll be forced to continue because I respect her wishes.
Funny. Forced to continue because I respect her.
I never knew respect went that far.
that's how it usually goes when you love and respect someone... you want to do things for them so you get the same attention back...
ReplyDeletebut we all find that eventually there are things we physically and emotionally cant do... i believe it's best then not to destroy yourself trying to prove otherwise
...the exact questions my mum asked me.
ReplyDeleteExcept I'm still stuck with maths. > >; haha