Fourth Quarter Jags; We can Do It!

Just quit. Come on, it’s easy. Way easier than spending a night studying for a test that you KNOW you are going to fail, for a class you KNOW that you can’t shake back from.
It’s so much easier than going to the professor’s office and getting help, especially since you KNOW he don’t even like you. Why do you even have to take that class any ways? It’s not even working towards your major.
Honestly, just stop going to class. Why get up, get dressed, when failure is inevitable? May as well just quit going to class. There’s only like three weeks of class left anyway; no way is a last second miracle going to happen to pull that “F” up to at least a “D”. Why even put yourself through that stress?
Just give up already, go home, get some of mama’s cooking, and just try to ignore the fam when they try to find out how the grades looking for the semester. Why should they even care?
Yeah, they’ve helped out so much throughout your life. And I guess they try to help with school, if only through encouragement and kind words. The calls in the middle of the semester also really helped, I guess. And that extra money that grandma sent came just before homecoming, which was really clutch.
And yeah, I guess that they’re going to be disappointed in me when they find out, especially if I tell them that I just gave up. I just know mama is gonna be so upset when she finds out; she’s worked so hard to just help me and raise me. Pops on the other hand…he gonna kill me if he finds out. After all the money he spent, all the extra shifts and overtime he’s done so he can put food on the table and help me pay for school. He gonna kill me, no doubt about it.
Maybe there’s still some things that I can still do, or at least, there’s no harm in trying. After all, there is still one more test and project before finals. Maybe if I do good on both of them, I can go to his office and ask for some extra credit.
His exact words when school started were, “Don’t come to my class in the final hour asking for extra credit.” Maybe that doesn’t help my chances, but maybe if I’m straight with him about my lack of effort, maybe he’ll change his mind. And if I do good on the final, maybe I can get my grade up. You KNOW what, I can do this. Yeah there’s not a lot of time, but I can do it. I KNOW I can. And if I can, then I know so should you.