I must start off with a thank you to Tracy Vetesse (sp?) for asking me to house sit this weekend. I'm definitely starting to raise a good amount of money to get myself on a plane to Sweden, and jobs like these are really helping. Also, another thanks to Mrs. McNeal for asking me to do some things around her house for the summer. And, last but not least, thank you to all of you who have sent me checks in the mail or have asked for a container to put change in. I really appreciate it. More than you know.
I don't really have a whole lot to say today, but that's because I'm still new to this blogging thing. I want to get in the habit of doing it every day, or every other day, so that you can take a peek into the depths of my teenage life. Oh! Just thought of something...
Lately, my mom has been really getting on my case about the dumbest things. Typical mom stuff, right? Well, she's been really concerned about my grades (not that they're bad), and really practically yelling at me if I mess up on something. I guess that's because I'll be the first Riccardi to know for sure that they are graduating way before the actual graduation date. (My sister and brother REALLY slacked in high school.) So there was this AP English assignment that was due last week, and it was counting as a quiz grade. *Side note: There's this program called School Dynamics and it's basically an online gradebook for teachers, but they don't update it every day, and when they do, it takes twenty-four hours for it to show up on the website.* Well, I did this assignment on my laptop, but I couldn't print it, so I emailed my teacher. Apparently, when she entered the grades, she didn't check her email so she didn't know I sent it to her, so she put in a 2% as my grade for that piece of homework.
My mom checked School Dynamics and FREAKED out at me like she would have if she came home and I had colored on the walls with permanent marker and broken the sliding glass doors. I tried to explain to her what had happened, and I talked to my teacher about it and she then checked her email. Everything was fixed, but she still didn't believe me. I guess that's how parents are.
All this to say, I don't think it's right that my mom will trust me with anything else in the world, but not when it comes to school. I understand that she wants me to do well, and I'm graduating this year, and I have major Senioritis, but she needs to get off my back about everything. It's not right for parents to put that much pressure on their kids, even though their intentions are good. There are other ways of getting your kids to do well besides yelling at them. Oh well.
peace, love, and online gradebooks.