In so many words

[dreams21]

Alright, so this is my first time trying something like this. It may be interesting, it may not...

First things first, I suppose: I'm 20 (21 in less than 6 months:up. I am a student at Daemen College, in Amherst, NY. I'm home for the summer. And I work for a Catholic elementary school, for their Early Childhood Center (ECC). I really love my job, even though I don't always like the people that I work with. I'll probably talk about them a lot, as well as the kids that I work with. Some of them are so cool and so cute...some are not so cute. So I guess that's me in a nut shell.

Today was an interesting day at work. I'm gonna rant a little here, because I am very upset that I got screwed for my schedule this week. I only have, like, 15 hours. Usually I have around 20. To you this may not be a big deal, but I'm a very poor college student with bills to pay, so I was mad. Second of all, on Friday, my boss (K) told me to be to work at 12:30 today, so that's when I showed up. But I wasn't on the schedule until 2:30. Hmmmmmmmm Since I was home all morning AND I have a cell phone, you'd think that she would maybe call and say "Hey, don't come in until 2:30" but she didn't, so I sat around for 2 hours. Other than that, work was good today. We don't have a lot of kids signed up for the summer program, on a full day we might have 10. Today we had 7. But three left at 3pm, so C and I only had to deal with 4 of them.

One of them is probably the saddest situation that I've ever experienced. His mom and he are poor. I don't just mean they don't have a lot of money...They are about three steps from having to live on the street. I guess that his mom and he live in a whore house. But he eats everyday, at least at school, so that's really what matters. And you can tell that his mom really loves him, and she would give him the world if she could. I feel really terrible for him, though, because the other little kids don't really like to play with him. They say that he smells (which he does), and that he tries to steal their toys (which he does). But we try to get them to play nice with him anyways, because they're really all he's got. Today was expecially bad for him. He had on new clothes (he spent the weekend with his Grandma), but they were a little too big, so his shorts kept threatening to fall down. This might not have been so terrible if he was wearing underpants, but he wasn't. Something that he proudly informed us all of when we were playing hide and go seek.I guess that I can't understand why his Grandmother won't try to get custody of him. She's the one who bathes him, feeds him most of the time, buys him toys and clothes, and pays for his tuition (and Catholic elementary school isn't cheap).

Other than work, I went to Home Depot to try to get a carpet for my dorm room, but they were sold out. I guess 19.99 carpets were popular today and yesterday. The guy told me that they're gonna get more, though, so I'll be back there another day this week. That's ok with me...I like Home Depot.

I guess that's it for now...Have a good one!


Song of the Moment: "Boys of Summer" by the Ataris (a cover almost as kick-ass as the original by Don Henley)

 

[dreams21]

"It's time to shake things up"

So today was really much like yesterday. One of the kids at work today stepped on another kid's head. It was pretty funny, but at the same time we were really worried that the kid was hurt. The kid who did the stepping, G, has to be the most hard headed child I have ever met. Sometimes talking to him is like talking to a brick wall. he is SO pig headed. I told him that, and since he's only three, he was like "I'm not a pig!" So I had to try to explain it...that didn't go well.

Other than work, I went for pizza, just like every Tuesday. We live near a pizzeria (my mom, my boyfriend, and I), and there's a bunch of people that I met when I worked there that go for dinner every Tuesday there. I don't work there anymore (obviously), but I really look forward to pizza night. The only person that I don't like is this one guy who started coming last summer when he was working with some of the regulars. He is SO annoying. All he ever talks about is the weather. I mean, really, some of these guys are weathermen (excuse me, meteorologists), but how much can be said about the weather? Even they don't want to talk about it all the time!

Tomorrow I'm supposed to open at work with C. Now, C is the boss, K's, son. C almost never opens when he's scheduled to do so. So it should be interesting to see who's really there when I get there tomorrow. Normally I don't work Wednesdays. We have 5 staffers, and there are 5 days in a week, so we each get one off. But my boyfriend and I are going to Six Flags Darien Lake on Friday for SUPER cheap. He is a Marine :inlove: and he's recruiting right now, and Friday is a MANDATORY thing for all the recuiters out of the Buffalo station. Must be rough...a mandatory day at an amusement park. Doesn't bother me.

Anyhow, I gotta get up at the buttcrack of dawn to get to work at 6:30, so I'm gonna cut it short. Have a good one :up:



Song of the moment: "Good Time" by Jessica Andrews

If anyone reading this has some good songs to suggest, please do so! I'm always into new music!!

 

[dreams21]

Make a little luck...

That title really has nothing to do with this entry, other than a song that's been running through my head.

"'Cause when we can't roll a seven
And our last lucky penny is gone
This world can be tough
But I know when our love is this strong
We can make a little luck of our own, luck of our own"

Anyhow...At work on Friday, they went to the zoo. I missed that trip (oh, darn...note the sarcarm), but my boyfriend and I went to Six Flags Darien Lake. We had a lot of fun. After that, we went the the Buffalo Bisons game, because his younger brother threw out the first pitch. That was pretty fun, too, even though I don't really like baseball.

Yesterday, my mom and I went to the Park Ave Festival. It's this huge art festival in Rochester, along the sides of Park Avenue, which is (in my opinion), THE coolest street in Rochester. I got to go to my favorite store, Parkleigh, as well as spending plenty of money at the rest of the festival. I bought a skirt and a change purse. My mom bought me a really pretty silver ring. We had a lot of fun, and got a LOT of exercise. We probably walked three miles or more.

I finally got my carpet, but not from Home Depot. I had to go to Lowes. I don't like that store, really, but oh well.

I ran into my cousin's neighbor at Starbucks today, and she told me a funny story about my niece. My cousin had surgery on her foot to fuse some of the bones together on Monday, because she was in a really nasty accident last summer. Yesterday, my nephew had a birthday party to go to (he's 5), and my cousin's husband took him, leaving my cousin and my 3 year old neice at home alone. Well, they weren't even out of the driveway when my neice took my cousin's crutches and put them on the front porch. My cousin says, "Sweetie, mommy needs those." My niece looks at her dead on and says to her, "Yeah, I know." She's a smart little devil. She knew that my cousin can't get around without them, and if she took them away that she'd be able to get away with murder, as long as she stayed out of my cousin's reach. She's too smart for her own good. She does the kinds of things that normal three year olds shouldn't be able to think of on her own. The thing that scares me the most, I think, is that she lies like tomorrow isn't coming. I leaned in child psych that before the age of four, children haven't developed the part of their ego that allows them to not tell the truth. Maybe she's some kind of genius...:wishy:

Song of the Moment: " A Little Luck of Our Own" by Keith Urban

 

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Grrrrrrowl

I'm a little grumpy today, and a little sad. My mom and I always go to Watkins Glen for the NASCAR race, every year. This year, my boyfriend was going to come with us, and be our ride, since neither my mom or I have a car right now. Well, he's a Marine recruiter, and his NCOIC wouldn't give him leave, so now none of us get to go. We would have left yesterday for Corning, NY, and this morning we would have gotten to the track for three days of camping. It is, seriously, THE MOST fun that you can have. It is four days (thurs, fri, sat, sun) of partying and drinking and dancing and spending time with the best bunch of people that I have ever known. Most of them are people that my dad grew up with, but some of them are just friends that have been picked up along the way. Some of my favorite memories have come from Watkins Glen International. And I have to say, even though I have the most amazing boyfriend in the world and we've been together for almost three years, some of the guys that walk around Watkins Glen aren't too bad. I think that one of the things that I'm really sad about not being there is that that is one of the only times during the year that I get to see my father. My parents are divorced, and my dad's kind of a deadbeat, but he's still my father and I still love him.

My mom and I are watching this show on the National Geographic channel about head shrinking. They are giving a step-by-step guide to the process. If I ever commit murder, I think that I'll keep shrunken heads as my souveniers. Not that I plan on committing murder. But I don't think that a lot of people PLAN on committing murder.

Work today was good. We got out at 4:30. Next week the schedule is crazy because so many of us need days off. I'm working from 6:30am to 3:30pm on Friday. That's cool with me, though...I need the money. I just shelled out $400 on textbooks. That is really a racket, let me tell you. They charge you as much as they possibly can, then buy it back for, like, $7. Then the next semester, they turn around and sell it for $100 instead of $200. It drives me crazy and makes me so mad. I only work part time...I don't make enough money to buy books and have spending money, you know? It's not like they pay me what I should make to do my job. Babysitters make more. I'm in the wrong field, I'm telling you.
Enough ranting!!


Song of the Moment: Fraggle Rock Theme Song from Fraggle Rock!!

 

[dreams21]

You save me and I will save the day...

So, well, I fully intended on writing yesterday, but Rochester was cought up in that whole Blackout thing on the East Coast (as well as other places). I got confused, since at work we had full power, and all the parents were coming in saying "So you guys still have power, eh?" C and I were just looking at each other thinking What on earth is going on outside our little preschool world?? Little did we know that Lake Ave had no working stoplights, as well as all of the roads that I take to get home. Half of my block still had power...our half, luckily. We never did lose power, so we still had our AC and things like that, but we couldn't watch tv...OH NO!! Just kidding. We sat around and played cards all night. I did rub it in C's face a little this morning, though, that he didn't have power and he sweated his nuts off all night, while S, my mom and I still did. Sometimes little things like that make me happy. :angel:

Another thing that made me happy was that my textbooks came on Tuesday! I know I'm a dork, that I get happy about my textbooks, but at least I know. I always have been...I love school. I like to learn. I'm a NERD!!! When my roommates and I tried to renew our apartment for this coming semester, we had to move upstairs, since we only had 3 people and you need four to renew. I got a letter the other day, and on it was our new roommate's, who none of us have ever heard of before, email and phone number. I don't know if I'm going to email her or not. I mean, what would I say? Hi, I'm Steph and I'm your new roommate and I wanted to sound like a complete and total ass and just email you to say hi? Boy, that'll make me sound cool, eh?

Anyhow, I'm gonna keep this kinda short, since it's Friday and all. S should be home from work soon...we might go to the movies or something like that. Later!

Song of the Moment: November Rain GNR

 

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You should come down sometime

Today was an interesting day. The Poor Kid (for lack of giving away his real identity) was supposed to come back to school today. I've spoken of him before, and things haven't changed alot with him. He hasn't been to school in two weeks, and, like I said, today was supposed to be his first day back. Well, the reason he took two weeks off is that he was suspected of having lice, as well as a rash that we all have seen on his body all summer that we suspected to be scabies. This poor kid, you know? This shouldn't happen to little kids...they don't deserve to be punished for things that are beyond their control. Any way, he was supposed to show up today with two doctors notes, one saying that the lice is gone, and the other to say that he's being treated for the scabies (or that they're gone). Well, C and I opened. Needless to say, he and his mom show up for today and they don't have any doctors notes, but she tells us "Oh, well, I talked to Mrs. K and she said that I don't have to have a note." Since Mrs. K is C's mother (nothing like a little nepotism), he tells her, "No, Mrs. K didn't say that you don't need a note, since this morning when I left the house she made sure to remind me to ask you for the doctor's notes." So, after fighting with C about it for a little while, she says to him "So I guess he can't stay." And C just looked at her and was like "No, I guess you can't." I know that, to most people, that would sound really rude, the way that he responded to that. But she's really...slow...and it takes being rude to her to get things through her thick skull. She's a pain in everyone's butt, mostly. Too bad for the Poor Kid. :wishy:

In other news, I must have it today. By it, I mean that I must be looking extra hot and whatnot. I'm waiting for the bus downtown this morning (at 6 freaking 45 AM...I have to be at work at 7:30 EVERY morning this week!!! ROAR!! :exp, and mostly the people around are going to or from work at that time, not the usual assortment of normal people and sleeze. THis guy is leaning against the store front that I stand by, so I stood a little down from him, drinking my coffee from Breuggars (as he's checking me out). Finally he starts making small talk, and he's looking at me and talking and smiling and all that good junk, and I think to myself, "He is GORGEOUS!!!" He is everything that my boyfriend isn't. My boyfriend is tall, dark, muscular, built like a marine, but really skinny. This guy was a little taller than me (4 or 5 inches...I'm 5'2), muscular (but not in that marine way), spikey blonde hair, and really deep brown eyes. He was SO HOT! Then he got on my bus! He sat in the front, and I sat a few rows back, then I moved to an empty seat, thinking that he would move to sit with me but he didn't. That kind of disappointed me. I know I have a boyfriend, one of very long term, but it's nice to know that you still have it and that the opposite sex still things you're really hot. Aside from that, while I was playing gin on yahoo! this afternoon, I got like, 14 IMs from people I had never met before. All male, all wanting to chat and flirt. That also made me feel good about what I've still got. Even though it was online. ALSO, at work, C was telling me about his racing (street, and track), and he was like "You should come down to the track or to where we race sometime. You'd have a good time, and I could introduce you to some of my friends. All the girls there would be really jealous since you would know me and they're always all over me." Now, I don't doubt that they are all over him, and I also don't doubt that I would have fun. I also don't doubt that I would have fun there with him. C is really cute, really funny, and really easy to get along with. But I don't think that him inviting me there is something that I'm going to take him up on this century. I think it's really cool that all these guys are hitting on me today! (And thus ends the shallow portion of this journal entry.)

I think that might be it for now...Fear Factor is on, and my hunny came home from work early.

Song of the Moment: "Senorita" Justin Timberlake