sunshine_queen | "You sit upon a throne of lies!"

Okay. Time for the LJ post of my day.

I volunteered for FIVE HOURS TODAY. I am not that giving of an individual. I'm not so thrilled.

The pool was hell again. There's Keith, whom I loathe, in my first class, which is the only one of normal size (four, five kids.) Second class has more kids and no one particularly annoying, but none of the kids can do anything. Like, at all. It's frustrating. The third class is ENORMOUS (12) and we can't do anything with them and I could gladly sacrifice Evelyn to some FIERY PIT OF NETHER HELL.

And then there's Yolanda. Yolanda is one of those women who thinks that they need to be in charge of everything. Now, I may be bossy, but I don't try to rule the world in a group. I honestly don't. This woman? She's like god's right hand man. She's in no power of authority this session (or year) but she obviously thinks she is AND SHE DRIVES ME CRAZY.

I'm an aide. Usually we have Eileen in charge of us at large. Eileen makes us do our laps, but she actually gets in the water and does them with us. She's great.

Today Yolanda woke up and said, "I'm going to be the laps Nazi," and acted on this declaration. She was like, following me and Georgie as we went to go DO OUR FREAKING LAPS. She was all, Eileen said I had to and everything. She assigned Cynthia, ONE OF US, to be her watchdog.

Cynthia didn't care, just asked that we did some laps. Then we all hung around in the water because we were bitter and we all hate Yolanda and getting out of the water and back into the shallow pool to help with the largest amount of kids I've ever seen in the shallow pool in the ten years I've gone to the Venetian pool was not anything we wanted to do.

Yolanda came over TO BITCH AT US AGAIN.

Okay. I go to Venetian Pool to get community service hours. I am helping out in the part of the pool I've taught for four of the six years years I've aided. The two teachers I have not only have no real idea of what they're doing, they also have no backbone to stand up to the kids. I'm seventeen and suddenly I'm the FREAKING ENFORCER. I don't chat with other Aides, I don't go lounge around. I demonstrate, I help out. The other kids in the shallow pool clean up because I have seniority, not because I'm lazy. I'm the oldest volunteer in the shallow pool because most kids don't want to get in the shallow pool and actually work.

IF I WANT TO REMAIN A FAT ASS AND NOT DO FUCKING LAPS, I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO DO FUCKING LAPS. I swear, I'm going to Eileen tomorrow to complain, because I'm not the only one that's unhappy. My mom says she's going to talk to Eileen too, because if the Aides mutiny the teachers are screwed.

ARRRRG.

Anyway. After swimming, I took a shower and got dressed and went to Cheesecake with Becca. We gave our name as Sydney, like we always do (Well, Sydney or Julia,) and we had the sweetest waitress ever. We had a great time chatting, and then we heard people getting sung 'happy birthday' to.

So Becca and I decided to tell them it was my birthday.

Becca went to tell the lady "secretly." After our lunch, we order dessert... and it comes, "Happy birthday, Sydney," written on the plate in chocolate. The song went like this:

"Happy birthday to you, (SYDNEY!)
Happy birthday to you, (SYDNEY!)
Happy birthday DEAR SYDNEY
Happy birthday TO YOU!"

Meanwhile, Becca and I are just... dying.

So, I made a wish and blew out my candle. The waitress was super sweet and wished "Sydney" a happy birthday FIVE HUNDRED TIMES.

"We sit upon a throne of lies," I whispered to Becca after.

"I like my throne of lies," she replied.

Bec and me walked around Dadeland and talked some more, and then I had to go home to go to REAL volunteering, which was a ball. I spent almost the entire time with Chou Chou, who must've missed me, because she talked to me the entire time in French. My twins were there too, but Lydia was mad at me. Amelia yelled out, MA-MEEEEE and I turned. Lord.

"You sit upon a throne of lies!"

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