sitting in the OC at 7:34am
So here I am sitting in the OC at 7:34 AM. First off because OU is the stupidest school in the country and wouldn't cancel classes even if every single building were blocked in by like 8 feet of snow, and secondly cause I have two exams, starting at 8AM...joy! My middle east exam is going to be nothing though, in fact I'm not even worried whatsoever. My next exam is psychology, and I'm nervous about that, because I did bad on the last one. Although I studied, I'm still pretty worried that I will fuck up...but I don't think I even care anymore.
So I think I'm finally starting to feel better, I have my energy back, and my throat doesn't hurt as much, I have a slight cough, but nothing I can't handle. I still haven't gotten the results of my blood test yet, which should hopefully be coming soon.
Hmm, I don't have much more on my mind, so I figure I will write about my first day of working in the preschool, since I was too sick to write about it last week, anyways, so I started off in the infant room with the babies, which was extrememly boring and of course I wasn't looking forward to changing diapers, but withen ten minutes, I found out that my boss screwed up and I was suppose to be in the preschool. I was so happy to be with kids that actually talked and didn't cry.....but little did I know it was gonna be one of the worst days of my entire life. Withen like the first ten minute two little blys decided to jump in the urinal...yeah I ended up having to drag them out of the bathroom, and then they wanted to change cause theirs clothes were wet....yeah the kids were bad, some of them were cool but the rest were bad, they didn't do anything they were told, they all cried when it was time to take a nap, they fought with each other, and had to go to the bathroom constantly...it was most definately a long day....Friday I was back in the infant room, and although the babies are cute, they're all going through the "stranger anxiety" so they all cried if I came withen a few feet of them. Changing diapers just wasn't my thing at all, and hearing the babies cry was cute at first, but it eventually got old....but soon the toddlers came in and they couldn't really talk either but they liked me and wanted me to play with them so that made the day fun. But I've decided not to work there a lot, maybe two or three days a week at the most, I will go crazy if I work at a job I don't like.
Well it's off to go take this dreaded middle east exam, which I am predicting will be the easiest exam I've ever taken! Wish me luck anyways though!
So I think I'm finally starting to feel better, I have my energy back, and my throat doesn't hurt as much, I have a slight cough, but nothing I can't handle. I still haven't gotten the results of my blood test yet, which should hopefully be coming soon.
Hmm, I don't have much more on my mind, so I figure I will write about my first day of working in the preschool, since I was too sick to write about it last week, anyways, so I started off in the infant room with the babies, which was extrememly boring and of course I wasn't looking forward to changing diapers, but withen ten minutes, I found out that my boss screwed up and I was suppose to be in the preschool. I was so happy to be with kids that actually talked and didn't cry.....but little did I know it was gonna be one of the worst days of my entire life. Withen like the first ten minute two little blys decided to jump in the urinal...yeah I ended up having to drag them out of the bathroom, and then they wanted to change cause theirs clothes were wet....yeah the kids were bad, some of them were cool but the rest were bad, they didn't do anything they were told, they all cried when it was time to take a nap, they fought with each other, and had to go to the bathroom constantly...it was most definately a long day....Friday I was back in the infant room, and although the babies are cute, they're all going through the "stranger anxiety" so they all cried if I came withen a few feet of them. Changing diapers just wasn't my thing at all, and hearing the babies cry was cute at first, but it eventually got old....but soon the toddlers came in and they couldn't really talk either but they liked me and wanted me to play with them so that made the day fun. But I've decided not to work there a lot, maybe two or three days a week at the most, I will go crazy if I work at a job I don't like.
Well it's off to go take this dreaded middle east exam, which I am predicting will be the easiest exam I've ever taken! Wish me luck anyways though!