up the mountain
I just came back from 6 straight hours of tutoring. I'm really tired, but these kids are wonderful, so it's not like I had to keep repeating the same things over and over to get them to understand.I have 24 hours of tutoring lined for next week. This is the most I've had...EVER. Hope I can get through it alive. However, because it's still the beginning of summer (most kids got out this week), there's still a chance that more students will enroll, but the spots are limited. I don't like working on the weekends, but I will allow either early Saturday or Sunday mornings.
I really need to start writing down the interesting things that happen in class. Can't write them here, unfortunately, because kids these days have an uncanny way of navigating through blogs and finding exactly what they need. So yeah, no embarassing anyone.
You know....even after two years, I still have no idea why Princeton accepted me. In my essay, I stated very clearly that I didn't want to do anything exceptional or world-changing with my life. I told them I wanted to be a soccer mom/housewife and live a quiet, normal life. Maybe they'd hoped I'd change my mind, or they wanted to use me to balance out all the hard-core students out there. I dunno. When parents ask me about how I got into college, I really have no idea what to tell them.
I really want to go to Woodbury Commons, but I need to resist the urge to spend money. But they have EVERYTHING!!! Gucci, Pucci, Burberry, Fendi, Chanel.......AND ALL ON SALE!!! sigh...we'll see...

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