Ah Geometry, how I have forgotten ye...
I feel for the kids in my first period class. They have a test that they're totally unprepared for. I made them turn in their reviews, move their desks and get all out of shape, and then WHAM BAM! First test of the new nine weeks. I mean it wouldn't be so bad except looking into their eyes I know they're not prepared...It brings me back to the days of Mr. Hill's class or Mr. Zoll when I never had a clue in math. When no matter how hard I tried I could not make above an 85 on any test I ever took involving letters standing in as numbers. Or numbers standing in as numbers for that matter. I want to tell them I feel thier pain. I want to reach out to them and let them know...I have totally been where you are right this second...but I can't. If I did then they'd know how much I still suck at math and never respect me. And while they may not like me, they will respect me. (Though honestly, i do still care if they like me...it's a curse.)
I'm wearing a new dress right now. It twirls and I love it. It's black and simple but the cut is great so I am a big fan.
Tonight I'm making Catfish, cheese grits, fresh green beans, and a homemade cherry pie...anyone want to come over for dinner?
***Note to self: Never buy sushi from the grocery store ever again***
I'm wearing a new dress right now. It twirls and I love it. It's black and simple but the cut is great so I am a big fan.
Tonight I'm making Catfish, cheese grits, fresh green beans, and a homemade cherry pie...anyone want to come over for dinner?
***Note to self: Never buy sushi from the grocery store ever again***