meh.........

We travelled up to the school this morning ready to face whatever was thrown at us and her. She had gone from giddy with excitement yesterday with regards Slayer to head down and a pout on her. Sometimes I don't know what to do with her. She was talking about dropping out, about stress about this and that. I didn't have the energy for her this morning. When do I have the energy for her. She had a good time at the concert, had to be pulled out of the mosh pit a couple of times due to being stamped on and was treated by the paramedics. Before you get alarmed, basically a gig is only a good one if she has to be treated by the paramedics. She claims to have a foot print on her chest where she got stamped on. She says this proudly. I'll never understand teenagers, never.

We arrived in to talk to the principal and the vice. We had to relive the day as they went through their thoughts on it. I thought they were quite fair bacause whilst they know they have to discipline her , they are also concerned about her well being and what not. The school has always been extremely understanding of the kids's situation and so I guess they were just shocked by what she did on the Friday. As were we. They brought her in, went through the same questions and discussions. We now have to ask the kid's counseller to talk to the school and to organise a meeting so that everyone know's what's going on. The kid is suspended for a week. I always think suspension is a bit of an easy punishment? Its like a week off school? She has to work for the week though and not just on Art. In the meantime, when she returns, she's going to have to be on best behaviour. She has to meet up with the school counseller once a week. We are also going to try and organise a meeting with someone from AA as apparently they don't do meetings for teenagers. We will be getting onto that this week.

In the meantime, we're feeling all over the place. She is exhausting. Just when you think you're on top of things and everything is going fine, something happens and we feel like we're back to square one. I see kids walking to school, laughing and joking and I wish so much that she was like that. Then again she was always difficult. I blame the mother ;) Only kidding. In case I get a nice visit from the mother.

The sister was home from Holland, herself and her lovely man. Twas good to see her and catch up, she hadn't been home in 6 months. We booked the kid's flight over there for a week. I think the break will do us all good, provided we've not all killed each other by that time. She's talking about dropping out again. Then she goes on about her art assigment and how she's worried about not getting it up on time because she's suspended. We asked why should she care if she's dropping out. Which is why I think the talk about dropping out is just that. Talk. Thank god. If I do nothing else right with regards her parenting, she is getting her Leaving Cert, if we have to sit in school with her.

That would be a fine sight wouldn't it?!

A nice way to start the week. Meeting with the school and a suspension. I forgot to tell her if I hear one joke about her suspension,she's grounded for life. Sometimes I wonder if she's related to me at all. Myself and my sister at school barely said 2 words to any other student , let alone give hassle to our year head. Instead, she's in , wearing the tie everywhich way but the way she's supposed to, nail varnish and an attitude. Such a rebel. Or so she thinks.