I miss posting on LJ. The other day I was crying in bed with Jason about how miserable I've been and he told me that I need to start reading and writing. I loved him just then for knowing me and understanding how I work. And he's right--I haven't been able to talk to my friends (stupid 3 hour time zone difference), I just came off a week with back ( Read more... )

So I have today to finish up all my projects (yeah right) and a math final tomorrow I haven't even looked at. After my math final I'm running straight to LaGuardia to pick up Jason. Sunday is the wedding and Desperate Housewives finale (guess which one I'm more excited about? Hint: NOT the first one). Monday I have to crash write a final paper. ( Read more... )

(After going over the 2 times table for about 10 minutes with two extended day students ( Read more... )

The one thing I'm learning in grad school: alcohol and projects work well together. I'm so bogged down by all the projects coming up for my classes that sometimes I feel like crying. What have I learned from this? TWO, maybe THREE classes MAXIMUM. Taking six this semester was suicide. Literally. And if my GPA drops below a 3.3 I get kicked out. So ( Read more... )

Thursday was one of the best days I've had in a while--certainly the first day I've felt confident about being a teacher. I taught my kids fractions. There are several things wrong with that sentence. First, I've started calling them my kids. It's been three weeks and I've fallen in love with all of them. Even the one who steals things. Especially ( Read more... )