You know, it seems that when I feel like changing things is the only time that I update this. I suppose I should change this...after this blog.
Well, as an update on things (and I really have no idea if anyone will read this), I finished my Masters (or is it Master's? I never know) and accepted a job teaching geometry and applied algebra 2 at a high school. After a semester (heck, even after a week), I could tell it was a lot different than teaching college. I didn't like it at first because, honestly, I wasn't ready for it. I still don't know for sure how I like it or if I can see myself doing this for another 27 years, but I am open to the possibility. I have a better feel for things now than when I first started (which I would certainly hope so!).
I do like teaching...let me rephrase...I love teaching math. I haven't figured out how to flip a switch and leave my job at school instead of bringing it all home with me every night. I don't know...does such a switch exist, and can I buy it at Home Depot or Lowe's? I love math. I will always love math, and I will always want to learn more. I really want to get my Ph. D in it, but I don't know if that will be possible. This is the time where I would have the best shot at it: I'm still young, unmarried, and without roots that are tying me down. My main concern is my dog, and I want to make sure he is happy.
Back to my job, I love it. Teaching is a noble profession and an honorable one. I understand now how teachers want to make a difference. I see a lot of potential in my students...I just wish they saw it within themselves. I know that everyone of my students can do the material if they just tried. I'm still figuring out ways to get them to do this.
What else is happening in my life? Not much, to tell you the truth. I teach, I take care of Admiral, and I'm taking classes to get my certification/second Masters. That's about it. When I'm not grading or writing up notes, I play Call of Duty or watch movies. My social life is non-existent. I dated a wonderful girl during the fall semester, but we wanted different things, causing it to end abruptly. I have accepted the possibility that I might be a bachelor for a long, long time; while that sucks, at least I have accepted it. I don't know what I want, but I know what I don't want. That's a start, right?