My last blog had a purpose -- documenting my time teaching in Thailand for the amusement of myself and others. This one is a bit lacking in direction at the moment. I just missed writing, and maybe I'm a little self-indulgent. But who isn't these days?
I'm in a between-job state of limbo. I'll be moving to Dallas in the summer to begin an internship, but until then, I'm living at home. I made a halfhearted attempt at finding a job in my little hometown -- an application at a donut shop and a resume at a temp agency.
Thanks to an ad my mom put in her corporate newsletter, I found myself gainfully employed for two whole hours today! A girl called me about tutoring her in college algebra. I'm good at math -- or I was five years ago when I took my last math class -- so I said I'd do it.
After some rummaging, I found my high school algebra notes. I skimmed through my notebook and panicked a little when I realized I had no clue what any of the formulas and equations meant anymore.
I spent a few hours last night and several more today reteaching myself algebra in preparation for this tutoring session. Luckily, it was like riding a bike. It all came right back to me.
We met at the public library. About halfway through our session, she left to get a drink of water and a guy about my age walked up.
"Hi, I don't mean to bother you, but I was sitting over there and I noticed that you seem like a cool person. I was wondering if maybe we could get together sometime." I told him I had a boyfriend. He left, and I laughed to myself.
All in all, it was a good day. I brushed up my graphing calculator skills, earned a little extra money, and got an ego boost from a guy who picks up girls in libraries.
