Bad day blues...

September 15, 2010

I should've known getting up this morning that today was going to be a bad day. Did my usual. Rolled over, turned off my alarm, forced myself to look as optimistically as I could at the day and stumbled down to the shower. Getting out of the shower and waking up Erin, she told me that it was a quarter to six!!! Somehow, my clock got set an hour early, so I woke up an entire hour early. Laid back down for an hour to try and attempt some sleep, which did not work.

Went to work and had a very stressful morning as Yana, supposed to take an hour for lesson planning, took two hours, which left me in a room alone with seven two year olds while I was trying to change their diapers and keep them from dumping every toy imaginable in the room. She finally came back just in time to take her half hour break, so I took the kids outside. Gave Ashley her break for a half hour and ended up having to stay in the toddler room because one of the kids pooped his pants and she had to change him.

Went back to the toddler room and fed the kids lunch and then took my break where we dropped off our mail at the post office, talked to Nigel and found out that they cancelled the Wales horseback riding trip this weekend, so we will now be spending Saturday and Sunday in London and then went to get internet. To make my day even better, my battery in my computer wont charge and/or is very particular about how much it will charge. Grrr..

Went back to work and was breaking in the toddler room when Jo, my boss, came in and rudely asked if I was helping Yailyn clean up before I went home at the end of the day. I told her that whatever I was playing with the kids with, I did, but that usually they were still playing with the water table, so I left that. She kind of shrugged it off, but I asked if that's how Yailyn felt and Jo said, "Basically, yes." Upset to the point that I was frustratingly wiping away tears, I decided to confront Yailyn about it and just ask her to do me the courtesy of telling me first before taking something like that to Jo. She told me that she didn't say anything to Jo about it and I believe her because her English is limited and I know she can't understand Jo, so she limits her talking with her. That just really pissed me off! I freaking hate working here. I dread everyday. I hate the room I'm in, the drama in my room and my boss who is so freaking rude. Trying to find some strength, but I'm tired of waking up wondering who will yell at me and what for each day. 

Yailyn, a make-up artist, did tell me that she loves my hair and that it's really healthy and then asked me if I would be willing to let her do my hair and make-up, so she can take pictures and put it in her portfolio. Why would I say no? A girl can always use a little pampering!

After work, I vented to Erin and then, talking to Darrick, tried my hardest not to tear up again... He always manages to make me laugh someway or another, but it's still frustrating being so far away from everyone I love and hating what I'm doing abroad. Twelve more weeks. Only twelve more weeks!

Came home and made tacos for dinner and then Erin and I made my Birthday cake. Watched a few episodes of How I Met Your Mother and now it's back to bed, so I can get yelled at on my Birthday tomorrow. Can't wait. My last day as a 22 year old sucked. Why shouldn't my first day as a 23 year old suck in the same environment? Never thought I would say that I missed Bamberg. 

Things I learned today:

1. When your day starts off on the wrong foot, it's a pretty good indication that it wont end up much better.

2. Trying to figure out how to bake a cake in two little pans in degrees celsius is a bit of a challenge.

3. Erin can't do fractions. HA HA Scooping excess water out of the cake batter was pretty hilarious though.