Ummm...

uickly, before I have to get back to class, I wanted to vent about something I discovered last night while browsing the job market for positions in the field that I am currently studying, and that is this: REALLY?! THERE STILL ARENT ANY FUCKING JOBS TO BE HAD?! Sorry about the caps there, but, geez, the economy only seems to be worse than when I lost my job initially. I looked on the websites of these huge national engineering firms which, I wasnt really wanting to work for because I tend to not like giant corporations, but I thought, well surely THEY will have some openings, and NO! They really dont! And I thought, well, maybe if I have to relocate after school it wouldnt be the worst thing in the world, so I broadened my search to include the entire fucking nation and there just isnt anything anywhere! GAH.

Anyway, I did find a couple summer internship opportunities that I am getting letters of recommendation and transcripts ready for (and they are decent positions in government agencies which always look good on the resume) so that was reassuring. Im just hoping that the job search is much MUCH different in a year when I graduate.

Gotta run back to class. More on LOST later.

Smoochies

Procrastination

ately, to the surprise of no one, my motivation to do homework every day after class has been non-existent, and also no where to be found is my motivation to catch up on homework on the weekend. This always leaves me scrambling at the last minute and I always tell myself that I will quit doing this to myself but I never stop. Case in point: I should definitely be catching up on homework right now, but here I am, blogging.

So things are new in the realm of Seamus and I. He's asked me to move in with him some time in the next couple months and I am considering it. Im always at his house anyway, and my roomie is prego and all that. So, it makes sense but its still a big step and since Ive been in this live-together boat so many times before, I guess Im a bit jaded because the whole break-up-and-move-out thing is obviously how it always ends and that is never fun. Honestly, Im tired of moving. I need some godddam stability. On the other hand, he is the best thing that has happened to me in a long time, and being with him makes me incredibly happy.

For his birthday, I decided to rally our friends together, pool resources and get him the best present ever - a foosball table. His favorite thing under the sun is foosball (next to disc-golf, I suppose) and I found a really great deal on an awesome table, so I couldnt pass up the opportunity. Though he was pretty drunk when he said it, he told me it was the best present he had ever received. That and the look on his face when he saw the box made it worth every penny. After we got the thing put together (which, by the way, took and experienced construction worker and an engineering student about 3 hours to accomplish) we played so much damn foosball that I developed blisters on the palm of my right hand.

Yesterday, I went on Amazon.com and purchased a bunch of soul music, made a sweet-ass playlist and spent the majority of the day in the kitchen, listening to it and cooking. Cooking to soul music is the best ever. I think it improved my recipe for one of my favorite things to eat on a lazy day - Poutine. This time, I battered my french fries before deep-frying them (adding extra crispy yummines) and in addition to the usual cheese and gravy toppings, I threw on some chopped green onion. I meant to take a picture to share, but its almost impossible to pause before devouring poutine, once its ready.

Anyway kids, those steel stress analyses and natural logarithm problems arent going to do themselves.

xo ♥

Whew

reathing a deep sigh of relief today. Well, let me back up a little: Ive been struggling in my pre-calculus class because my teacher is a fucking crack head and his lectures are completely incoherent and impossible to follow. I almost left class in tears on Friday because I am nearing my wits end. I need to take calculus next term to stay on track with the engineering program so I have to pass this class and go into calculus with a good grasp on this stuff. Well, that isnt happening right now. Last week we got our grades on our first quiz and only 3 people out of 25 passed it and the average score was a 56. So, Im not the only one who cant seem to learn shit from this guy.
Anywho! I just got a text from a friend of mine saying that he will tutor me and not to worry about it. *Whew*.

This reminds me of a huge pet-peeve of mine that Ive recently discovered, and that is when teachers show up to class with no apparent game plan or lecture or material prepared. And Ive noticed this more often in math classes recently which I think is totally unacceptable! You cant just show up and wing it and expect that students are going to walk away with any sort of deep understanding of whats going on. This is what inevitably ends up happening when a teacher is winging it through a math lecture: a student will pick a confusing problem out of the book and ask about it; the teacher, having never seen the problem in his life, will try to work the problem out on the board when he realizes, that, gee, the problem is tough and HE ends up spinning his wheels on it a bit before remembering, "oh yeah, thats how you do it"; while trying to notate and follow the whole process, the class ends up more confused than ever. Ive been in great math classes and the thing that sets them apart is that the teacher shows up with a prepared lecture, prepared notes for the students to follow and copy, strategically selected example problems that illustrate each facet of the formula/rule/whatever that is being taught, AMPLE time for question and answer, and a good understanding of what needs to be covered for each homework assignment. I fucking HATE IT when the teacher asks you if you have any questions about the homework and you know damn well he didnt cover everything he assigned (mostly because he has no idea what he's assigned) and you get home, look at the homework and have a million questions. The thing that angers me most is that teaching is this guys JOB. I am expected as a student to come to class prepared, he should MOST CERTAINLY be expected as the teacher to have lectures and etc. prepared for class!

Ok. End rant. I guess Im just super fired up about this because Ive never struggled in math so much. Perhaps Ive always had good math teachers and thats why it seemed to come so easily to me. Oh, good teachers of the world, how I love and appreciate you more than ever right now.

In complete contrast to this, my Physics/Strength of Materials teacher is brilliant and amazing and awesome and I love her. I only wish she taught every class I need to take.

Seamus is making delicious flank steak for dinner tonight. Mmmm...

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