September 15, 2003

me the staller

first day of work... are ya ready for the story? well, first of all, i get really nervous before big days, so of course i couldnt sleep. you know me, im such the staller. i think i was up until 1am before i decided that i would try to go to sleep. i do this all the time, especially before long car trips. nice, when i really need the sleep i know. so i think the first time i woke up was at 3:40 and looked at the clock and turned back over. the next time was early, still dark and i was debating if i should look at the clock or not, and at the very moment my alarm went off! still dark! nuts! it was like 6:05. damn early! so i rolled out and grabbed a shower and a bowl of cereal and went on my merry way.

got there at the same time as heidi. shes great. :o) morning was a little weird. she put me in the learning room with all the computers and i chilled in there all by my lonesome until about 9:30 or so. kids came and went. did homework, played on the computers. yah, they looked at me kinda funny. like whos the new chick? i think one of the best parts of my morning was when i talked to this little boy. he was really shy and a girl told me it was his first day... and i was like, you know what? today is my first day too, so its ok. it was just super cute. awwwwww, i know.

so all the kids disappeared at about 9:20 and we cleaned up. then heidi took me out for bagels and coffee... well, i had a muffin and no coffee, but its all the same. we went back and talked and ate. i was off at 10, but i ended up staying until about 11:15, yes, me the staller once again. :o)

the afternoon was pretty cool. i had to be there at 2 and ended up sleeping in between with numerous snooze hits. maybe i should get to bed a little earlier... nah, i think that liquid crack called starbucks was pretty good today. i was in the learning center again. well, thats where i am always going to be. i met my coordinator person. shes super nice and knows what shes doing so that was really good. i also got introduced to all the kids at announcements so now they dont look at me so weird. it made me feel more at home which was nice. so the afternoon i played connect four and helped kids with math mainly. dude, its been a while since ive done algebra. you tell me what the property of 9x6=6x9 means... yah, then you feel lame for wanting to read the chapter to help the kid.

the kids seem pretty cool and they are starting to warm up to me already. im learning names pretty quick, so hopefully by the end of the week ill have them all down. which would be pretty darn impressive because i would say there are like 80 kids maybe more... dont quote me on that because i cant count!

oh! its also super weird to work with boys... and there are so many more boys than girls! yay for girl scout camp.

yah, heidi liked the shoes... she was like whoa when she first noticed them... they are super bright. i was tripping all day though because ive noticed i drag my feet a little bit and the tred gets stuck on the carpet. oh yah... she told a kid to call me frisbee. and this other chick tossed a scrunchie to her friend and said, "FRISBEE," yah, i totally looked and almost answered!

Posted by tricia at September 15, 2003 06:58 PM
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Frisbee, I'll keep on stalking you until you love me. It's like what they say you know .::If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it was meant to be. If it doesn't, hunt it down and kill it::. I'm kidding! haha kinda...

Posted by: Shady at September 16, 2003 03:47 AM

I noticed that you went to bed early last night... at least you were not online too late :P

Posted by: deanne at September 16, 2003 11:08 AM

yah... i think i passed out at like 8:30, oh yah, im the rock star. i woke up at like midnight and had to force myself to roll back over! and 4:30 again... whats up with 4:30? i thought it was 3am?

Posted by: Tricia at September 16, 2003 11:33 AM


I hide in a tree outside your house
The advantage of my presence unknown
I look inside your room and watch
The way you act when you're alone

I become insanely jealous
As you proceed to get undressed
I admire through your window
That pretty face, that perfect chest

Flawless body, shiny hair
I study you from a far
But I see past the mask you wear
To who you really are

Beyond the prom queen smile
To the pain you try to hide
Past the contact lenses
To the tears you keep inside

I see the shame you feel from stealing
Hiding things inside your coat
The sickness in the toilet
From your finger down your throat

Denying all the drugs you took
To put your thoughts at ease
After using no protection
And getting a disease

I sit in a tree outside your house
The advantage of my presence unkown
I can see into your room, your soul
Popular yet so very alone

Posted by: Shady at September 18, 2003 02:28 PM

The poem posted by "Shady" was written by Naked_Faery http://www.darkpoetry.com/display.php?info=/dp/76 and is called pretty girl. Posting a poem that is not your own without writing the author's name is called plagiarism.
Please remove the poem from your website, or add the author's name.

~J.

Posted by: Joanna at January 20, 2005 01:39 PM

Thank you for your comment. As you can see this is a comment area and those that read the poem here on the comment section can also your addition. Thank you for the additional information.

Posted by: tricia at January 20, 2005 06:30 PM

I just wanted to say thanks to Joanna for pointing out that this poem is infact plagerized. I am the real author of this poem and considering I wrote it when I was 13, this person is obviously a sad human to have to steal something I wrote when I was in middle school. Thanks again, Joanna for representing Naked_Faerie. ~Erin Hamilton~

Posted by: Erin Hamilton at July 13, 2007 02:14 PM

Also, Tricia...I know you aren't the one who posted it but if there is any way you could remove this poem for me I would appreciate that so much. Please send me an e-mail to let me know that you've done so. Thanks for your cooperation.

Posted by: Erin Hamilton at July 13, 2007 02:28 PM
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