Friday, October 8, 2010

our raps are tighter than our pants...

...they're sweeter than sugar, honey we're attracting ants!  i've recently discovered the joys of rap battling.  i never thought that i'd find myself in a situation where i would need to rap to prove my superiority over my very good friend, Logan, but over the past week i've needed to do this on more than one occasion.  i've gotta say, i like it and i dominate over him every time!  just kidding!  he got me into it and i'm slowly but surely gaining some epic rap skills.  the feeling is great when you spit out a totally sick rhyme and its got all this word play and metaphor!  so when you think about it, i have now attained kickboxing skills and rapping skills, which pretty much makes me a gangsta.  i'm a straight up G!!!  haha jk jk :)  im way too preppy for that!

so i mentioned a few posts ago that i had started tutoring people in statistics.  here's the thing about that.  tutoring requires time, energy, motivation, and willingness to do work...and thats just for the tutee (is that the right word? maybe "pupil" would be better?).  i have to have all of those items and attributes plus people skills, initiative and the actual knowledge.  this is becoming a full time job that i have yet to be paid for.  not. good.  i want to be paid but i don't know how to ask for it cause i never mentioned it in the first place and i hate to invoke a rule like that now.  maybe i just need to man up and demand payment.  can't there just be a happy medium?!  ahhhh!  i guess the good thing about tutoring is that it forces me to also know what is going on in class so i learn the material and i am constantly practicing while im teaching others.  this means consistant 100s on homeworks and tests.  win for team hannah!

anyway thats all i have for now.  its family weekend on campus and my parental units are coming to visit me!  yay!  im excited to see them and i know we're gonna have fun.  the consequence of that is that i have to do all my homework now, on a beautiful friday afternoon, so that i can spend time with them.  no fun, no fun.  bye.

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