Busy bee

I am so sorry y'all... work has been hectic with a capital H.

Okay, so I think I've hinted at what I do, but have probably never come right out and said it. Well! I am an instructor/advisor for a second-chance HS program. I work with teenage moms, drop outs, gangbangers, drug dealers, etc. This is not an exaggeration. Majority of our students are on probation and many have children.

As a part of my job, I am needed to help in tutoring on several subjects. History, English, Math, Science, etc. Because of this, I have been trying to complete some of the same lessons my students have to complete.

I decided to start on Algebra 2 and today I FINALLY mastered a lesson that had been giving me shit for at least 2 whole work days. And today when I mastered the lesson, I actually stood up and did the "I'm a winner" dance. What dance is that you ask? Well, it is mostly comprised of me shaking my ass and whooping and hollering aloud. (Essentially, doing what I did every 5 seconds last night while watching my beloved Spurs kick ass. On a side note: I want to talk SO much smack right now I can taste it, but I won't. Yet.)

Yeah. So I did that dance for a whole 5 seconds. I think I freaked out a few of my kids; but eff 'em. That shit was hard.

What was the math problem?

Using matrices to solve for equations with 3 variables.

And. It. Sucked. Ass.

But it's done. Thank God.

Speaking of math. I'm studying for the GRE these days. Plan to take it later in the summer. I've already got my hands full; but it's important I do well, so that is just how it's got to be. BTW, I'm still offering $10 to whomever will write my grad school application narrative. Only has to be a page. Think about it readers and get back to me.

In the meantime, I need to get back to my work.