2012
2012
I just spent a good thirty minutes bashing my brain with algebraic equations just to find out I suck at math. I’m planning on going back to school once I make time but I just can’t become interested in math. It has been a while since I’ve taken classes and I’m pretty sure they will test me again and I will fail. This is why I need to refresh my memory on Algebra and Geometry. I had Howard coaching me through some problems and I know he could tell I lost interest as soon as he mentioned fractions. Haha! “Just think of it as a pie,” says Howard. Yeah, I don’t see pie, cake, or anything circular resembling 5/8 of my hellish word problem. I don’t care if Bobby has three blue marbles and Penny has four red ones. What I do care about is what my topic is going to be for the essay.
Clearly my strong points are figuring out what words mean by context clues NOT simplifying stupid equations. I’m sorry! They’re not stupid because I’m sure there is someone out there right now reading this and thinking, “If these equations didn’t exist you wouldn’t be typing on your computer today or even getting filtered water pumped in to your house.” So I appreciate math in its entirety, but I cannot, for the life of me, stay focused long enough to even want to be interested. Does that make sense? It probably doesn’t. Either way I’m struggling to retain this knowledge because I’m sure in my future profession I will need to solve a problem using one of the ever so haunting formulas.
2012
2012
I’m sitting here at my desk wondering why I didn’t go out for lunch. I am so hungry it’s not funny. The apple from earlier was a tease on my stomach and I am not about to eat 5 bags of chips. Maybe one day I won’t have to worry about being late and forgetting my lunch at home. ):
2012
I am still taking pictures everyday it is just hard posting them on time with my schedule. Speaking of schedule, I hate mine. I think this past year has pushed me to the max and I can no longer take it. There have been numerous days spent stressing out at the office and coming home to sad faces because I’m not smiling when I walk through the door. I’ve had it. I just want to come home and snuggle my babies until we all fall asleep on the couch.
Right now I’m using the desktop computer to type up this post and let me tell you, this is a little challenging for me since it has been a while.









