I Love my Mom

Today has been a bit of a rough day, mostly because my college's administration feel like making up the rules as they go along. It doesn't really pay to go into the details, but one decision they made (which, oddly enough, wasn't a factor about a month ago) means that they will withhold information for my transcript which will negatively affect my applications for grad school (seeing as this credit information is vital for my application).

Being the super stressed-out person with the propensity for breakdowns that I am, I had a breakdown. It was not fun, and I still feel inclined to another breakdown every so often as I continue on throughout my day. Also, being a glass-half-empty kind of person, I've also played every possible worst scenario through in my head including: working at dead end jobs for the rest of my life, being a full-time housewife, not having a chance to go on to study at the universities I want... Yes, I'm prone to overreaction, and I know that. But it is a necessary part of the cycle I must go through in order to come out the other end with a clear head.

Well, the head isn't quite clear yet, but a very necessary phone call to my mom back in Canada did help. A lot. First, my mom asked me why I was going to let some bureaucratic douche-bag make a decision that was going to affect an entire year of my life. She then told me I didn't have to accept what the first person at the school told me. After all, the thing with bureaucracy is that everyone has a different story (which is probably why this is the first I've heard of this stupid requirement, which I'm not going to get into).

Then, my mom gave me some of the best advice: "Be an obstinate bitch until you get what you want. You deserve it, and don't settle for anything else."

I love my mom. You don't get too many mom's out there telling their daughters to be obstinate bitches. But my mom did, and I love her for it. Because she gave me the kick in the butt I needed to stop moping and thinking about the end of the world.

So, on Tuesday, it's back to the administration office to get things sorted out. And if they can't sort them out from here? I'm off to the head office in Heidelberg to bang down some doors. As corny and lame-o as it sounds, my mom was right -- I've been working much too hard (taking seventeen credits per term) to get into grad school next fall to let some douche just tell me "no."

And I don't care if this post with all it's "mom power" is lame. My mom is my best friend and I'm so happy she could help put me right-side up again.

If your mom has ever helped put you right-side up again and you appreciate it, let her know. Tell your mom you love her today. Because moms just don't hear it enough. And because they rock.