Parents Evening Shitmess.

Sooo it was parent's evening tonight at college, and my mother will insist on coming, even though she is told the exact same disheartening thing or worse than she has at the previous one..

Here are a select few of my deteriorating parents evening comments, spanning from school to present day:

"April is doing really well in this subject she's a nice girl and always contributes in class. She will get so far in life, and I'm very happy to be teaching her!"

"April is doing well, and makes a reliable student and group worker but if she just worked a little bit harder she would push her grade up to what she REALLY deserves out of this subject"

"April is doing well in the subject, but she talks alot and sometimes doesn't hand in homework. Her work is really good quality but she needs to apply herself more in order to get the grade she is capable of"

"April doesn't really put much effort into class discussions, she tends to zone out and then can't answer the questions. Furthermore, by not answering the questions she then has nothing to revise from, and struggles in class tests"

"Well, unfortunately April is what's known as a problem student. She's a lovely girl but her class attendance is erratic, she skips class tests altogether and doesn't do the set homework, so we have no record of a working grade. Her essay is two months past deadline and if she doesn't buck up her ideas, she will fail the final exam."

"April has been on three report's now, and is now on Vice Principal's report. This means that she will be withdrawn from college if she fails to keep to the college code, attend ALL lessons, and hand in ALL coursework.
With the way she is going, it doesn't look like she's going to pass her courses. It's very much down to her, and there's nothing further we can do, unless she makes some noticeable effort."

Shit huh.
I'm shit. But, I'm "a nice girl" so that's all that really matters right! ¬¬
I just hate letting my parents down.
My Dad stopped coming to parents evening in my 2nd year at college. Just my mum left, and although she doesn't say anything, she looks so sad :(
I can't stand knowing that I'm the cause of this.
My Art teacher earlier told me in front of her "I think you have a disorder"..
Yeah? Well I'm pretty sure you've got Massive-Fucking-Douche Disorder, so I wont go beating myself up about mine.