7 posts tagged “y”

So, on Monday night, my AC adapter for my laptop decided to stop working. I was infuriated, and at first thought it was the battery, but no it was the adapter. Which I've never even heard of happening. Luckily, my computer is still under warranty! <3

So, I went to the HP website, and tech supported it up on the internets. At first, the experience was less than great, and was pissed off. The form they use kept just sending me to another form that asked me how my experience was. Sadly, there was no experience.

Finally, it started working, and I talked to a fantastic tech person who helped me. Although, at first they tried to tell me that I needed to pay them $75.00, then they would send me the new adapter, and when I received the new part, I'd send back the old part, and they would refund my money. No, I am poor. So, the second solution was that I send my entire laptop including the cord to them, and then they'd send it back in two weeks. Sadly, I go to school online, and I need this little lady.

Finally, they figure out that they can send me a replacement without money without shipping my computer, and it would only take three days. I was so happy :|

I have never been so thankful for tech support. Also, luckily since this was at like 11:30 at night and I had to be up in six hours, and was in a terrible mood, the tech support was in Texas. I did not have the patience for satellite phone delay, I would have flipped out and started crying.

Joy.

I had a great Halloween with my kids, instead of having yet another party (in their day,) and providing another thousand pounds of candy, we played a game instead. It was a lot of fun, the older kids did a game where they made a face for a pumpkin: two eyes, a nose, and a mouth. Then they taped them onto a balloon that I had filled with candy earlier, and they had to sandwich it between their backs. Then they had to walk back to back pulling other peoples' faces off. If they popped it was okay, because they had candy in them anyway.

The younger kids did a balloon pop, and they had to pop it with their tushies.

I think we all had a lot of fun. Tony informed me that he hated it, and it was not fun, but I have seen some cell phone video footage that indicated otherwise.

Things have been going great lately, and I think that they will continue to. The man is working a job that he likes now, and has a chance at management in the near future, and I'm working more hours at my current job which is close to about 40 hours a week. I'm not making as much as I was in Madison, but I'm doing okay. Besides, it's cheaper to live up here anyway.

Roller derby with the Fox Cityz Foxz is going great. I missed the last week of practice because of my schedule, but I'll be going on Sunday. I'm very excited, and they're all amazing women. I'm proud that I've gotten to meet them and hang out with them.

It's nice to have an outlet physically and emotionally.

It's been a long time since I've been in any kind of real shape, and I can feel and see some of the muscle tone slowly coming back. My thighs are less jiggly, even the man noticed the improvement.

My afterschool program is becoming better and better, and I'm really glad about it. As soon as we replace the games that are just falling apart I'm going to move onto bringing in a better homework center. I'm also still trying to work on an after school pen pal program, which I still haven't gotten permission slips from, hahaha.

I hope that eventually I will get a digital camera so that I can share the best parts of my life with all of the rest of the world. I wish more people knew the joy that children can bring you, and the anger, haha.

I'm working with a boy in Before School, now. He is very angry inside, and I only hope that I can reach him before he hurts himself emotionally or physically. He's had a rough life, and I think that I can connect with him on that front. Even today, I fulfilled a promise that I had made him the day before, and he was a little bit better, a little happier. I hope that he will trust me to take care of him when I'm around, because I will protect him, even if his parents won't. I see a lot more in him than a lot of other people do, because he's just so angry, I think. I was an angry kid, and I'm still an angry kid. I never got past those emotional barriers. I won't willingly let someone be like me, it's hard to be emotionally stunted, especially when all of the people around you expect you to just grow up.

Fuck them, anyway.

IN THE FACE!

So, today I started training with my new position at the Oshkosh YMCA. I was told that my position would be similar to the position I held in the Madison YMCA, with just a different name. So, I go to training at 9:00am CST and go about training, and junk. I notice that on our schedule "site coordinators" have their own special training, and that's when I begin to realize what they've done to me.

I am a supervisor.

I have never supervised anything more than a group project, and other people putting together entertainment centres. This is going to be so rough, today was just so hectic that I only learned two of the roughly seventy children in this program. I supervise three other people who have been working in this program longer than I have, even at my other job.

Don't get me wrong, I know I can do it, but it was just being blindsided by the job-mobile. For serious.

I mean, wouldn't you just tell someone that?

I got up this morning, and the world didn't feel right.

I think it's the realization that this isn't a safe place anymore. The world suddenly got a lot smaller, and a lot more clear. It's not as great as one would think it would be.

That's scary.

Today, though, I think that the most scary thing that has ever happened to me, happened. I don't know if I understand what happened, entirely. I know what happened. I just don't understand what happened. It's strange, because I was so worried about L, because he swims so well, but can't tread water. I was watching him so closely. If I had been at any other part of the lake, it wouldn't have been ok.

I was standing on a floating pier in the middle of the lake that we had our field trip at, just to do a head/face check of my kids. To make sure they were with their buddies. S,L, and M were on a paddleboat, they were fine. A, and C were playing on the giant planet thing in the middle of the lake. J and E were making some kind of sand castle/moat thing.

I was so worried about about L drowning, that I just wanted to make sure, and only he and S were on the paddleboat still. M was in the water, I saw him bob under once. Not a big deal, we were swimming. I thought he was swimming. I kept watching to make sure, and he came up again, but this time he was screaming. The kind of scream where you know that it's not going to get better, and he was just thrashing at the water.

In my head it seems like this happened for a long time. I yelled "M?!?!" His eyes were so big, and he was screaming still, and he just went under. He was screaming so loud, I heard him from across the lake.

I looked at the life guard, who was just staring at him from her fucking chair. I was already diving, but I remember feeling sick. I wondered if we would all have to get out of the pool if I threw up. That seems weird now.

I love swimming, I'm good at it. I have a strong stroke. I've never swam fast, I've always been one of those people that just plugs along. My body hurt with how hard I was trying. My body feels like it's melting, my chest hurts. I think I pulled a muscle trying to pull him back into the air.

I don't know how I got there so fast, I was just thinking about how far I thought he was from me.

He was closer than I thought, I think. I crashed into him under the water.  I've never seen someone look so scared.

I am not a strong person. I have no upper body strength. Yet, I somehow managed to pull my 80 lbs camper out of a fucking lake without dying. He wasn't making it easy, either. He's okay, I'm okay. Then he puked up at least a quarter of a gallon of lake water, on me.

I'm not mad though.

Ohmysweetmotherfuckinglord. I am so tired right now, I started training for my second job yesterday, which wasn't so bad,and then worked my afterschool job. Not a big deal. Today I had to drive to another town, be there by 9, and the manager that I spoke to assured me that Mapquest would work. I do that last night, get directions, and then this morning the mother fuckers were wrong! Oh well.

Training sucked, wasn't too exciting. After training I find out my supervisor wants to clean out the supply closet at Sunset, and I'm just like "Ahhhhhh" so I went straight from training to Sunset, and have since started to develop a sinus headache. It's hurting, and I'm exhausted. Thankfully I don't have any homework tonight.

I have to do my lesson plans tomorrow, I'm still not entirely sure what we're going to be doing, but I'll figure it out. I have ideas, but no lesson plans. Hey, listen to that, that's the first time my ear has popped in like 4 weeks. I can hear now, strange. My cat snores, I always forget that, and then am amused by it later on.

I need to get red, black, and white polos for La Petite Academy, I guess. Oh, and khaki pants, I have some black pants for now.

Anyway, that's that.

Oh,I also broke my fucking phone by dropping it into sugar and eggs, so I'm getting a new one by mail. They don't make my phone anymore, so the one they're sending me is probably going to be shitacular.

yup.

If I ever end up like some of the parents of the kids I work with, I'm going to sterilize myself with a rusted nail. I don't ever want to do the bizarre things they inflict on their children based on their own insecurities and neuroses. I understand if you think your child is being treated unfairly, but seriously, we're not targeting him, and it doesn't matter if the other child gets in trouble at school all of the time, because they both did the same thing.

The one thing that really bugs me is that the bitch doesn't even try to pretend that she knows my name. She was all like "Yeah, I don't know what her name is, and I don't care, but I talked to her earlier, and I want to talk to her now." Elly was like, "Erin??" and hag was like "Yeah, whatever"

That really bugs me. I work with your child every single day. Shouldn't you be in the least concerned with who I am, and the involvement that I have in your life, even if you don't see me everyday? I don't expect you to know my social, or even what I look like when you leave, but I spend over 4 hours a day with your child.

PAY ATTENTION.

cunt.

I work in an afterschool program with elementary school kids. I have to say it's one of the most rewarding things I've ever done. Even when I'm exhausted and pissed off, it's still okay with them. They accept me for who I am, and they don't need me to be anything else, they just need me to be there. So, yeah. At the beginning of this month I was transferred from one school to another, based around the relationship between another coworker and I, we didn't get along, at all. So, now I'm at a new school. It was a rough adjustment for me, and a lot of the kids, but it was just something that had to be done. Even now, even though I like the kids I work with now, I really really miss my old kids. I saw them this last week, and it was almost too much. It was really hard.
I don't know.
I have a bunch of pictures of them, I always forget to post them there, so I thought I would right now. Mostly for me, I guess.

I have super cold feet, it's unbearable. The heat is on, but apparently the heat hamster has died on the wheel.

I finished my donation piece, it turned out alright. I forgot to scan it though, unfortunately. I liked it a lot, in some ways, it had a pirate ship on it, but I'm not that great at the art thing. I'm on of those people that sucks at everything except for ONE thing. Which isn't painting. I don't have access to a photo lab anymore so that idea was out.

I forgot the family table in my car. I wonder if fiance will get it out for me. I will talk to him when he gets done with work. I'm thinking about going to a child care conference they have some awesome things going on, and I would love nothing more. I'm also thinking about going to Discovery Day Camp this summer. They said the wait list is pretty long, but I'm not worried about it. Growing up I lived in a really urban area, and we could have never afforded for me to go to camp. So, it'll be fun if I go.

If not, I'll be at Camp Wannago which will be just as fun, but I figured since I'm a fatty5000 it wouldn't hurt me to spend a few weeks hiking and tying knots and shit. Either way I'm set.

Jesus, it's fucking cold in here.