Oops... I dropped a class.

Last night, I dropped one of my summer classes. It was so difficult for me to do. I felt like I was such a quitter, and I hate that feeling. But after a long conversation with Matthew, I went ahead and dropped out of it. Although it sucks that we'll be out the money for that course, it will be worth it to not have a bad grade and not have the stress about the course.

I didn't do well on the first quiz at all (and by not doing well, I mean a 55%). I had no desire to put a lot of effort into the class, and that really just stressed me out. Finally, I sat down with Matt and showed him my schedule I had created for the summer, fall, and spring. I only had 12 hours in the spring, and I said that I could get rid of 3 this summer and add it into the spring to make it 15 hours. 15 hours isn't a big deal at all. I've handled 18 before, so it wouldn't be that stressful. Matt told me to do whatever I wanted and that he'd support me 100% no matter what. (One of the reasons I seriously love him).

On a happier note, I got to meet Sarah's pig Penny yesterday!

 

 

Is she not just so precious? I can't say that I would ever think of pigs as pets, but OH MY GOSH. I love her. I'm actually pretty jealous of Sarah for having Penny. Penny fell asleep in my lap yesterday, and it was just too darn cute. I found out that pigs are actually fiercely loyal pets and they are incredibly smart. Who would have thought?