For a bit of extra money this year decided to sign up as a tutor, in the off chance that someone would need help. Seeing as our program isn't that difficult I didn't think I'd actually get appointments.

Boy, was I wrong.

Meagan is in first year. Meagan shouldn't be in first year. No, scratch that. Meagan shouldn't be in college.

But she is, and she's doing poorly. Between April and I, we tutor her in every subject she has to take. Meagan doesn't understand anything. And the more I explain it to her in the simple terms, the more confused she gets. It's frustrating, and I'm getting fed up.

She writes down word for word everything you say. She has no original ideas, can't write an essay, and doesn't know the difference between a subject encyclopedia or a general encyclopedia.

In the beginning, I worried when I wasn't sure of the answer to her question, and fed her spoonfuls of bullshit. But now I'm beyond that. I either half ass it or just tell her I don't know. I've lost all patience with her.

Part of me is hoping that she'll drop out next semester, but the majority of me doesn't want to lose my $33 a week.