<p>First off I'm not sure if this is the right subforum but here it goes. I graduated high school this past June without much of a clue as to what I wanted to do. Everyone else had been preparing for college; I had no direction. I'd like to believe that I could have been accepted into a decent school, although my GPA was a little hairy I had a high SAT score and I'm sure I could have written a great essay. But gathering teacher recommendations and filling out the commonapp just seemed too daunting for me, and on top of that I had no idea where I wanted to go to school; my social insecurities and the financial burden on my parents also deterred me. </p>
<p>So I settled for a community college, and for a while I told myself that things would be different. I was going to apply myself and do everything right, make the dean's list, maybe even transfer to a really nice school afterwards. That mindset quickly faded as I began classes though, and my work ethic returned to that of the one I had in high school. Out of my four courses, I maintained what could be deemed a respectable grade in three of them. And I only give that to the fact that these are the equivalent of high school level classes, I put in little to no effort even though I had all of the free time in the world. </p>
<p>Fast forward to the last week of the semester and everything collapsed in one class (english). My entire grade was riding on this term paper due the final day of class, it accounted for 25% of our semester grade and if we failed it we would fail the course indefinitely. I had never written a ten page term before and even worse was that I had another one due the same day for another class. I completed one, but I could only finish half of the other one (extreme procrastination), and the five pages I did have were complete bs. So it came time to turn this in (we submitted electronically) and I was totally out of options. I could not plea for a time extension because my professor had constantly stressed the importance of no late work. </p>
<p>So I did something incredibly stupid. I uploaded a blank word document in hopes that my professor would think that I submitted the wrong file. It's hard for me to explain what followed leading up to now, it makes me sick to my stomach just how dumb I was. After submitting that file I expected my professor to send me an email but I would not reply for several days and pretend that I had no idea this happened and had not checked my email/grades since then. This would have been a good ploy too, except that I just did not have the will to rewrite a 10 page research paper that would have to be impeccable to even be considered for examination. So I put off writing the paper for a few days, that turned into a week, that into two weeks, (by this point I was sure that my professor would not believe any story I could produce, but I kept this in the back of my mind), and today, I'm at three weeks. Three weeks I had to write a 10 page paper but I just could not bring myself to do it. I guess I just felt that whatever excuse I could compose I would just be able to drag out another day. </p>
<p>And today my parents asked very defiantly to see my grades (I've been telling them that I don't know how to check, I even thought they would mail them but I guess not). I haven't even looked myself out of pure fear but I'd assume that I outright failed english, received decent marks in two classes, and about an 80 in the other class. </p>
<p>Now I know there is a time and a place for telling the truth but this is not one of them. Whatever lesson they or you think I can learn, I've already learned through these last three weeks of anxiety-filled winter break. I've had experiences similar to this all throughout high school and they've never helped, whenever I received a bad grade I would motivate myself but after hearing about it from my parents I just sank back into the pit every time. </p>
<p>I don't know what to do. The right thing to do would be to explain to my parents what happened but it always ends badly and I am guaranteed to walk out of it with a worse mindset than I began with. Part of me wants to just tell them that I want to drop out and pursue other things. I even try to convince myself that college is worthless but I think I'm just trying to justify my failure and laziness. The other part of me wants to go back next semester and kill it, but I don't know if I can. I have the ability, sure, but if my parents find out about my grades I will have this eating away at me for a while. I'd like to just retake this class that I failed without them knowing, but how does this work in terms of GPA? </p>
<p>The worst part about all of this is that I was given so much by my parents and I have failed them. They probably would have paid for any school I desired to go to. I could not be more blessed to live in such a great household with younger siblings who are all at the top of their class. I just feel like the eldest son screw up. I can attribute my lack of effort to a lot of things, namely laziness. But community college is not a very supportive environment for me. Hardly anyone is my age, the people who are just don't care, and everything just feels so elementary. I lose motivation when I'm there. </p>
<p>I'm not sure why I'm posting this but I've needed to vent for a while now and I just feel so lost in everything. A lot of the things I explained are more complex in nature of course but feel free to ask further questions. I'd really appreciate any input that anyone has. Thank you so much for reading.</p>