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I may be funny to my friends but my family just thinks I'm strange.

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Location: French Guiana

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

It hurts to look at her

Big Princess has disappointed me. I've asked her repeatedly since she's been home from school how her grades are and if there's anything she needs to tell me.

"They should be good. No, nothing to tell."

Big daddy has said that something's up. "Big Princess is getting the mail everyday, like she's waiting for something." I told him that I'd asked her and she reassured me that everything was fine. "Besides, the school has my email address on file and they notified me last year when she was on academic probation. I haven't received anything from them."

I took her with me on an impromptu road trip to pick up my new shotgun. We spent 5 hours in the car together. I explained to her that we had helped her make a 4 year plan to get through college but now it was time to start planning for beyond that. It was clear that she had not given her future any thought. I told her she needed to take some time this summer and think about how she was going to achieve the rest of her goals.

Then the bomb dropped. I got an email at work from the university stating that her academic probation was cancelled due to lack of progress. She had told me she was off probation. In addition to this, all her financial aid was being cancelled. It said she could appeal the decision but she only had two days to do so.

I immediately called her and told her she had better have her official grades available to me that evening. (She had been telling me that her grades weren't available yet for weeks.) I get home and she's already left for work but there on the table is a folded sheet with her grades (folded like it came in an envelope, in the mail). She has failed all but one class, in which she received a C. She failed Jewelry and Old Testament, for god's sake. The paper also tells me that she has now attempted but failed 21 credit hours. This means she's now a year behind and paid approximately $18,000 to sleep away from home.

Now, close your eyes and picture me losing my shit. In addition to all this, I now have the pleasure of telling my husband he was right.

Apparently Big Princess didn't receive credit for 21 hrs, not because of performance, but because she skipped class too many times to receive credit. How retarded is she? Knowing she had missed too many classes to receive credit, she still studied for and took all her finals.

The three of us had a little coming to Jesus meeting where we informed her she would be staying home for the next year, playing catch up at the local college. She's not happy but hey, she does get to live (for now).

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