pinata goodness
11 days? it feels like i am always updating. apparentla not. well we are down to single digits for days of school left. 9 as of 2.30 today. im real real excited. it may be a little bit of the excitement is all the sugar im taking in. i have eaten approximately 9000 pieces of candy. it is all left over from friday. friday was our cinco de mayo celebration. now you may be sitting there scratching your head thinking how friday was the 6th. thats the nice thing about kindergartners. they havent a clue about what the date is. if you tell them its cinco de mayo they look at you like a snake looks at a snake charmer, nodding their heads in agreement. i will miss that bob of the head next year. i suppose if i tell 7 year olds that its the 5th of may on the 6th they will have a difference of opinion. anyhow, the candy is leftover from the pinata.
pinata.
imagine will you. 60 5 and 6 year olds sitting along a bench-like structure that surrounds the playground. imagine them going one at a time to hit the pinata with a plastic bat. imagine at about kid 37 that the pinata starts to slowly tear away from its base. slowly. its ripping. falling. before you can tell all the kids to sit still, they are everywhere. (remember that these are not kids from politeville usa. these kids are from the ghetto to put it nicely. they are used to fighting for what they want. and what they want is hundreds of pieces of brightly wrapped candy.) so all of a sudden there are 60 bodies in a 3 ft square space. it was mania! mania i tell you!! after slugging a few of the weaker kids, i went into the pit and started pulling bodies off. eventually it was all nice and orderly and everyone got their alloted 3 pieces of candy.
in other news, i have a prospect of a date for tonight. i dont think i want to go. actually i know i dont. but its hard. after all teh complaining i do about wanting a boyfriend, as soon as a boy applies for the poisition i smack his shit down. this particular boy was a boy that i met at the bar (startling enough). his name is martin maybe? im not really sure. he is not much taller than i am if at all. really i think that im not that physically attracted to him and we didnt talk long at the bar. so its hard to date someone based on that. i know laura is sick of me talking about it. im so wishy washy. i like the idea of dating someone, maybe just not this someone?