VBS
So tomorrow starts VBS and I'm really excited! The Captive Free group is really nice this year (I just got back from the pool party at Julie V's where I met them). Sarah's teaching with me this week, which is awesome because Monica refused to.
I'm amazed that I'm this excited after the day my mom put me through. Today I was supposed to decorate my classroom (which is my favorite part). So my mom and I went to church as usual and afterwards we wen t over to school and started decorating. My mom though, started barking orders at me about where things should go and whenever I gave an idea it was an immediate "No, that won't work" or "I worked harder than you did, I know what I'm doing." So I spent almost the entire afternoon crying while she yelled at me and told me how bad a teacher I would be.
I guess I should have realized that it would not be a good day when she was yelling at me for making her late to church after she moved stuff to the other car (she was the one who "made us late" and we were still 5 minutes early anyway). She was in such a bad mood after "I made her late" that she yelled at me saying that I was stupid and Monica was going to go to hell. And she wonders why Monica and I have low self esteem issues. "You girls are so pretty and funny and smart, except when you're so nasty and bratty." Thanks mom.
Right now I am not exactly one the best ground with my mother.
But, anyway, VBS... happy thoughts...
I'm amazed that I'm this excited after the day my mom put me through. Today I was supposed to decorate my classroom (which is my favorite part). So my mom and I went to church as usual and afterwards we wen t over to school and started decorating. My mom though, started barking orders at me about where things should go and whenever I gave an idea it was an immediate "No, that won't work" or "I worked harder than you did, I know what I'm doing." So I spent almost the entire afternoon crying while she yelled at me and told me how bad a teacher I would be.
I guess I should have realized that it would not be a good day when she was yelling at me for making her late to church after she moved stuff to the other car (she was the one who "made us late" and we were still 5 minutes early anyway). She was in such a bad mood after "I made her late" that she yelled at me saying that I was stupid and Monica was going to go to hell. And she wonders why Monica and I have low self esteem issues. "You girls are so pretty and funny and smart, except when you're so nasty and bratty." Thanks mom.
Right now I am not exactly one the best ground with my mother.
But, anyway, VBS... happy thoughts...