How work makes me feel

Seriously though, I can now understand why people got fired last year for attacking guests. We have to be nice to people even when they call us names and treat us like crap, we have to treat them nicely. I'd rather throw the milk bottle at them but nope. I have to be nice.

Hosana Hey Sana Sana Sana Hosana Hey sana

Sorry, I haven't posted since forever. The weekend was crappy. I was working, of course, I can't even relax on my days off of school. Nope, I have to go to work. Friday was alright. It was my first day and it went smoothly, other than the bruises I got from shooting myself in the arm for guests with the gunball guns. Ahmed, one of my coworkers was working the game next to me and I was about ready to fall asleep and he whispers my name over and over again and freaked me out because I couldn't figure out where the voice was coming from. Then I found him and he was like "Hi." and then just went back to work. Also later on I had customers and he didn't and he was a lucky duck and he had a microphone and all of a sudden he starts beatboxing into the microphone and the guests were like "What's that noise?" and I was like, "That's just Ahmed entertaining himself."

Saturday, It rained. Who the F*** wants to come to hershey park when its raining? Stupid people. That's who. Well, I spent the first hour or so pacing in circles in whack-a-mole, trying to keep myself warm and trying to keep myself from slowly dying from boredom and cold. Once things picked up though I was busy non stop.
I went to Kate's birthday party where I ate my weight in brownies because I'm a fat @$$.

Sunday, that was the day where a guest tried to throw a shoe at me, another guest kept swearing everytime he missed and another guest stood there for fifteen minutes trying to get me to give him a prize when he didn't win. Plus, my button came off my pants and the belt broke and the dumb lady in wardrobe wouldn't give me a new one.

Monday, My boyfriend woke me up at six just to tell me he loved me, then I slept until twelve. I woke up. Watched Marley and Me with my sister, cried like a baby at the end. Then my boyfriend called me, asked me to go across the street to his cousin's baseball game...we didn't watch the baseball game. Kissed him, alot, made up for all the time we lost when we were mad at each other which was pretty much all of last month. So, I decided I'm tired of the fighting and thinking that i ruin everything. We're going to have fun and be happy. He's almost got his license. So we can finally go on dates. I was so happy with Brendon on Monday. Its been a long time since we have had time with each other like that. And I miss kisses like that.

So now I'm back in school and surprisingly I haven't fallen asleep yet.

Me as a teacher, just for Ben

Ok, lets do preschool first

Toddler: blamaanamanama poo poo gaga blah Mama
Me: What's wrong with you? Can't you speak English?
Toddler: Wawa!
Me: Detention.


Elementary school:

I hate those kids that sniff. They just keep sniffling.
Me:*pulls at a tissue* Have you ever heard of one of these? *kid goes back to seat* Detention, by the way.

Middle school:

Of all the stages of life, I hate middle school kids the most they are loud, obnoxious and just UGH i hate middle school kids:

Kid: I have a question.
Me: What now?
Kid: How do you do that equation again?
Me: I ALREADY SHOWED YOU TWELVE TIMES. Do you need the SPECIAL class?
Kid:*starts to cry*
Me: OH SHUT UP *throws a rock at him*
*as kid slowly bleeds to death* detention. quit bleeding on the floor.


High school:

*As soon as the kids walk into the classroom*
Me: Detention

Mr.Miller is following my blog!

I feel really special now. So, you know that thing we were doing for the careers? It actually helped me out. I'm going to go to school to be a social worker. Once upon a time, that's what I said I wanted to be but somehow I strayed. I went from that to translator because I can pick up any language you throw at me super quick. Then it went to journalism but as I have said multiple times, that's a dog eat dog industry where you start from the bottom and may never get to the top. I know I'm a good writer but it's only when i'm writing something that I want to write. So I don't think I'd make it in that industry. I can't sing very well. So no career as a singer. I'm planning on getting published, I'm actually in the midst of getting published. But anyway, I was going to be a teacher but i'd rather kill kids than teach them anything.

So yeah. :)

Cinderella, are you really that happy?

I am super tired of being unhappy and I know people are super tired of me being unhappy. So this post will be something to make us all smile. This will be the quotes of Erin Howie that no one will ever let me live down after they have read them. (by the way, I already know I am pretty much HORRIBLE at your mom jokes and I know that i use them as a comeback to everything...and I know it annoys people....I can't help myself)

Me: *as if surprised* "Oh my GOD! You sneezed out your nose?!"
That one Amanda said she's going to remember until we're old cracks racing through the hallway on our scooters.

Me: *talking about marching band* I'mma own that field, son.

Me:*still talking about band* I'll excel at clarinet because its what i do, son.

(we'll make all friends nameless because I know people sometimes hide their faces when they are with me so its ok. THAT was a joke but regardless.)



Friend: You're an idiot
Me: So is your mom.

Me: Oh yeah? well that's not what your mom said last night!


Ok, all your mom jokes aside, lets have some marching band quotes.

Me: Oh, shut up, you know you want me.

Emily: What's that white crap on your arm?
Me: You mean you don't remember?

Me: Its alright, nobody can keep their pants on around me.

Christy's boyfriend: do i need to take my belt off?
Coral: You're right Erin, nobody can keep their pants on around you.
Me: I told you.

Me: *with about seven raincoats on and packed down with bags and purses and blankets* and this is what they call a PACK MULE

Mrs.Harris: Why aren't you allowed to sit with them?
Me: because I hate people

Me: Coral, I love you.
Coral: I hate you too.

Rachel: Did you just butt rape me?
Sworley: Congratulations, you liked it.

Chelsea: Midgets Erin! They're just like you!

Me: *out of breath* did we seriously just get in a fight over a leaf?
Coral: I think so yeah.

Wiley: Oh yeah? Well your mom sucks.
Heather: Obviously...I'm here remember?

Me: *stares blankly ahead for about five minutes* What are we doing again?

Brendon and Erin Quotes

Brendon: Babe, you have nothing to be sorry for. I love you, my nigga.

Me: Yes
Brendon: No
Me: Yes
Brendon: No
Me: No more kisses ever
Brendon: Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiine. You win

Me: I'll beat you up.
Brendon: You can't.
Me: Yeah I can, I'm big and strong.
Brendon: *flicks me*
Me: OW! You jerk.

Brendon: It looks like you've got a big c*ck in your mouth
Erin: Well then we know it ain't yours.

Erin: I love you.
Brendon: I love you too sugarpie.



There alot better ones, but they are really bad, if you know me...you know why.



Doesn't that picture rock? Did you just spit your drink all over the screen? Its ok. Everyone on myspace peed their pants when they saw it....peed their pants laughing.


So, what's the most memorable thing I have ever said to you? Feel free to submit more than one quote.

I think I might as well just give up...

Most of my world is crashing down around me and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I tried to hold it up. I tried not to crack but now I'm just being pinned against the ground by my own emotions. Yeah, it sucks. Boyfriend trouble. Family trouble, people who aren't really friends pretending to be friends. I'm just done.

I'm done with the pain. I can't take these tears. I am just done. I'm going to slowly strip away everything that is bothering me one by one. I might have to get rid of some friends and burn a few family bridges. As for the boyfriend, I don't know what I'm going to do with that. We need to talk, no, I need to talk and he needs to listen to me, just for once. We need to reevaluate whether or not we are really getting anywhere. I need to know that he's with me because he loves me, not just because he can't find a good enough reason to break up with me.

SINEP YLOH

Read it backwards. That's how I'm feeling. Have you ever wanted to smash someone's face in? Well, I do right now. I hate drama. For once my kitty at the top of my page actually describes my feelings. I HATE EVERYTHING.

I hope everything falls off a cliff, gets peed on by wild coyotees and vultars come and eat its entrails.

I'm so tired of drama. I'm going to build a school where there can be no drama. If a student starts drama, we'll take them to the basement and beat them. Yup.

I am in a bad mood. Really bad mood. Pretty much anything could set me off right now. If I just quit trying and quit caring about anything maybe people would just leave me alone. I wish I could just crawl into a hole and disappear. Or just disappear into thin air. Be gone, where nobody could hurt me and nobody could bother me. and nobody could make me into the bad guy and turn the whole d@mn school against me.