Music Methods

Today's Pooch Cafe'
Music: Barenaked Ladies - This is Where it Ends

OMG I freakin' hate my Music Methods teacher. She talks to the entire class like we're 5 year olds because she used to teach that age group. She has this really annoying soft voice, but annoying in a different way. Makes me want to rip my ears off so I can hear them bleed instead of her talk.

She hadn't come into the classroom yet, so a girl and I at my table discussed her yelling at me the other day about my hands not being in the right spot, and she said maybe she'd rebel, too ;) It's just more comfortable, damnit. I played cello left-handed, I can play the fucking recorder left-handed, too, damnit. That class just makes me grouchy.

On the plus side, in about an hour I go into the eye exam place to get my eyes looked at and fitted for glasses.

Mom and Dad are leaving for upstate New York soon, and I'm excited to see the pictures they have when they come back. I'm going to go back home Wednesday (tomorrow) after Biology so that I can see my kitty again and mooch some food and pick up a few things that I (yet again) forgot to pick up on my numerous other trips home to get stuff I forgot.

We had a test today in Music Appreciation, I think I did well on it. But I was one of the first people done, and I hate that, 'cause that's what happened in my Bio class when I thought I did well, but ended up getting a C instead. Ooops. Stupid class. I'll probably never pass it.

Had a minor breakdown last night on the phone with Wes. Just gets depressing here all by myself and I have PMS, so that didn't help the case, and he was crunching ice over the phone while talking to me, which drives me nuts...but I'm sure I'm guilty of it, too. I don't know. We'll just say last night wasn't a good night for me. And with that, I'm out for now.