Math Envy
When the math TA is helping me figure out a problem and
points to a 6 with a little 3 up to the right, and says, in the blink of an eye,
“OK, so that’s 216”. My jaw drops and I
feel a surge of math envy. How does he
do that?
Spitting Mad and Freaking Out
I am so pissed! I got the notification this afternoon that I'm enrolled as a student. OK, that's the good news and yippie for that. I only started this process on Monday (1/5/15) given the fact that I decided to go to school over the holidays so Monday was really the first day I could start the process of enrollment. And I had no clue how to do any of that. It's been countless hours of hunt and peck and many phone calls trying to figure out each step. But I'm good at that sort of thing and I'm figuring it out. But I digress. I've been trying to sign up for classes. The one class I really want is English 101. I figure it's the foundation for many other classes. I've got to know how to write a college paper among other things. Oh, I stumble through a blog alright I suppose and I get close to being correct on the grammatical front, I think. (Ha, not sure I quite made it with that sentence - but I'm leaving it in to p...
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