sometimes I stop and think "damn. thank GOD I have supportive parents."

I had to tell my mom that my dumbass is gonna have to visit school in august so I can get a proper grade from PE, since, like the absolute lazy genius that I am, I decided to not exercise ONCE during PE class during the second half-year (to defend myself slightly, we have 2 PE classes IN A ROW on monday, the day with the most classes, also this is the first time in secondary school that I managed to not get a single D in my final grades)

and, I was going into this conversation with mixed expectations. This is the first time I haven't been classified from a subject, sure I fucked up before, but not in this way.

thankfully it was just a call, so I had extra confidence and managed to explain everything to her with no freaking out. We both agreed that I'm a dumbass that should've checked if me not exercising is fine with the teacher. Lesson learned, next year I'll keep it in mind.

I'm glad that I'm finally being talked to as an adult.