Ballroom Dancing

Transferred to a new school. Already having troubles, please help?

I just transferred to a University six hours away from home and I seem to be having a hard time taking it all in. I’ve been living in this city for exactly a month now but I still feel very homesick that I either receive or make calls to my friends back home every single day or go visit them in nearby cities where they’re attending college at. I’ve lived in southwest Kansas my entire life so I grew very fond of the small-town community, and moving here to a city of 100,000 is what seems to be troubling me the most. I haven’t made any friends yet because I refuse to go out by myself, and I can’t seem to bring myself to talk to someone new, but I recently joined a fraternity/honors society for Psychology majors, the Hispanic American Leadership Organization, and the Ballroom Dance Club, so I figure that will help with my social problems.

My biggest issue are my classes. I cannot help but skip them as often as possible, especially for my pre-calculus class. I took the class at my other school so I’m already one step ahead of the class, and it’s that fact alone that’s causing me to skip so frequently, I’m starting to fall behind on my school work, and I have the biggest trouble asking for help, I was never used to asking for help, and I know it’s risky behavior, and I seem to get distracted SO EASILY whenever I attempt to do it that I feel I need to get tested for ADD/ADHD. I’ve skipped more time this semester than I did back at my previous college and it’s killing me inside. I’ve been very lazy, unmotivated and tired lately that I honestly don’t know what to do!

I’ve been dealing with these issues ever since I moved here and I honestly don’t know how to tackle them all at once, it’s so overwhelming!

Any suggestions are greatly appreciated. Thank you.
For those suggesting RA’s, I live in an apartment about half a mile of campus, by myself.

Cherry Kool-Aid: I’m sure you’ve been through this before, and obviously from your answer, it didn’t go well. You seem angry at the world. Try to lighten up.

How can I talk to my mother about this?

There is this concert/rave I really want to go to, and it’s on the nineteenth of this month so I really need to get an answer from her, she has said it’s an 80 percent no, but I think it’s probably has changed after this weekend, when I did so many chores without being asked by her, my step father is very supportive, and I think if I ask and talk to her about it in person it will show her how bad I want it, I’ve been telling her via email. I am afraid of her blowing up on me for bringing it up in person, but I think it will also work better in person. I’ve always been better talking to her through letters or emails. I want to go so bad!! It’s BASSHUNTER!! He rarely comes to America, this is a rare occassion. What should I do? I haven’t any attitude, haven’t been fighting with my sis, been helping with my father who is very ill. Her reasons for why she doesn’t want me to go are, she doesn’t trust me (i used to do a lot of hardcore drugs, like coke, oxycontin, etc.) but i’ve showed a lot of maturity, been doing my chores, watching my attitude, keep my grades up, dance my heart out every night at the dance studio (ballroom). It’s been almost a year since i’ve touched illegal drugs, and have always made it home on time, this thing i want to do will be overnight with my friends. also she doesn’t want me to go because she needs someone to help with our grandfather, who had a stroke a few years ago, and I feel selfish that I want to go to this concert, and she can’t do a lot, because her back is really bad, it hurts her to do the normal day stuff, but try helping a 160 pound 65 year old? that would put her in the hospital considering her doctors advise her not to lift more than twenty pounds. What should I do?
well i can’t now, she wouldn’t buy it, she knows the date, i’ve crossed the rubicon
she also says that my boss’ wouldn’t like it, but they said yes!! that they wouldn’t mind me taking those nights off

Poem Critique! Please!!! ?

I am writing a poem for English Class. There are specific elements that I have to incorporate, so it’s been kind of hard coming up with a creative idea. This is what I got so far and I was wondering if it sounded OK? Comments and suggestions are welcome!

The petty quarrels of brothers are known well by many,
and this tale, I must say, is just as trivial as any;
For the race between brothers is commonly vile,
each prepared to make the other walk the added mile
Striving to outclass, outshine; to be proven immortal
No deed is too shameful, no act judged immoral
The book boasts no rules when the desire is fame
Spite would leave his kin to die, his brother to suffer in shame.

So the same was the case on that dark, wintery night,
While two brothers reunited, their expressions were held tight
Many years had passed since the two had been acquainted
Their mother, upon seeing them had thought she hallucinated.
Neither would visit while the other was near
And the sight of them both filled the great hall with fear
Friends and family had gathered to dine and celebrate
Now many of them worried how the evening might accelerate
The music had stopped, the chatter it did cease,
As the two men approached their mother she whispered a prayer of peace

The brothers appeared merry, each greeting her with a smile
Her eldest she called Hector, the youngest went by Kyle
On the arm of each man stood his elegant future bride
Puffing out their chests, the men stood tall with dignity and pride.
“Come, let us celebrate!” said the mother, inviting them to dine and dance
The crowd began to rejoice once more, swept away in a festive trance
Looming all around them, forgiveness hung like music in the air
Whispers, rumors and soft voices conveyed there was acceptance between the pair

Evening turned to night as the blessed merriment progressed
Then with the unfortunate step of a waltzing foot, the tolerance had regressed
The treaty had been breached, as Hector crushed his brother’s toe
The vengeful wrath that followed was more than anyone could know
Each man spun on his heal just as the music had stopped
A wicked grin stretched on Kyle’s face; his knuckles popped
“What offense is this?” Shouted Kyle, “Is there a problem, do tell?”
“Come now, it was an accident!” said mother. “Let us forget and not dwell!”
But the brothers would not listen, their eyes locked in a cold, soul less gaze
In a flash, swords were drawn and tempers were set ablaze
Spinning, and turning, each man took his turn
The motive of both; seeing his brother in Hell to burn
They flew around the ballroom floor, this dance now all their own
Until a slip and stubble forward sent both to their knees with a groan