i feel like crying. or smoke a lot of cigarettes. my chest feels oppressed. i'm on the edge to break down. really. i work 37 hours a week. much longer than they. and still they demand a lot of me. do this do that. and after today being sent out alone on the playground with a lot of children for the third day in a row...and then coming inside after freezing my ass off out there, being told (on a very rough way) that the things i attended to (to be helpful) do wasn't the things i was about to do now. she's all over me at the moment. the other day she came home from a field trip with some kids and got angry when she found out that only 6 kids had been outside and the rest inside with two adults having to take care and give all their attention to some new kids....what was she to stick her nose in that for ?! IF the inside kids had been a problem, they could've sent them out....but they didn't. so it wasn't really her problem!! argh! i feel like screaming now. 'cause i know the only way to stop this, is to speak with her about it. but i'm afraid. 'cause she always gives as good as one gets before you even get to think about the things you were going to say next. don't ever wish to work with a pregnant woman!! i hope my day tomorrow will get better. at least it's weekend soon. and she won't be at work untill wednesday again.