Blah diddley blah. 2004-01-28 - 11:51 a.m.
The piano class has been playing "Ode to Joy" for the past fifteen minutes. Sometimes I think a soundproofed building might be nice, but then again, maybe not. Soundproofed practice rooms, on the other hand, now that is the impossible dream.
Flute Student #4 changed her lesson to Tuesdays. So now I teach both her and Flute Student on Tuesdays. It's nice when students remember both their music and the all-important check. Bleh. I probably should be scrounging up more students at the middle school as we speak, but, well, ugh. Yeah. That's all there is to say about that.
Besides this: I hate teaching. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Dr. Flute Teacher always says "Oh I don't know why you've never taught before. You'd be so good at it!" No. NONONONONONONO. Just no. I am not good at it.
Stupid, stupid money.
Hmmm. Anyway. Why is American Idol so goddamn addicting?
This was pointless. Have a lovely day everyone. :)