school

i have known, since a few weeks ago my grades were going to be terrible. i am basically 9 hours closer to graduation when i had hoped to be 19 hours closer. the only fault is my own. most were online classes. i wont make excuses. i failed. and i failed hard. every class but one hour is being retaken in the fall. i will graduate in december. dont care how much it takes. there is a bet that i cant get a 3.0 in my last semester. i know i can. i just need to do it. not so much for the case of beer, but i've done the 3.3 before without really trying. most of my classes are online in the fall. whatever it is i need to get my ass in gear. i need to walk across that stage if for nothing else than for my mom my father and i. chris didnt graduate college because he never really had to go. electrical work requires a different type of schooling. dad graduated and tried for his masters with us as young kids, he never fulfilled it. i want to. whatever that degree is in i want that for me. i dont care how long it takes i will get a masters in something. i will finish my father's work.

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