Warning: Dance Rant Ahead
Yeah, another rant about my tap class and teacher. I know none of you care or want to read about it, but I need to vent. I'm too lazy to put this under a cut, so if you don't want to hear my ranting, stop reading now.
Just when I thought I couldn't get any more pissed off at my teacher, I do. Now she wants us to come from 7:45 until 9:15 every Thursday night. Wtf? No. No! Screw that. I refuse to go for an hour and a half every Thursday night from now until June. I don't have that kind of time or energy. When I signed up for this class, I agreed to come from 9:15-10:00 just like I did last year. Then she decided to be a bitch and make my sister's class earlier, and, as a result, mine got moved up too. Okay, so I worked around going to tap from 8:30-9:15 each week. I hated it, but I dealt with it. There is no way in hell I'm going at 7:45 though. No way. Thursdays are the only day I actually go out and do something semi-social that doesn't solely involve dance. Sure I just go and sit there, but at least I get out of my room, you know? I need to be with other people in a non-class, non-work, non-dance setting at least once each week to keep me sane. Seriously. And now she's taking away the only opportunity I have to do that. Ugh. Just, ugh.
The other thing about this class that I have to rant about is, yet again, the cost. I've already spent HUNDREDS of dollars on this stupid class that doesn't even have any actual tapping in it. But was that enough for her? No. Now I need to dish in $9 for fishnets. Now, I know $9 doesn't sound like a whole lot, but after already having to pay $175 for the stupid costumes for that class alone, plus my monthly tuition for the class, I can't afford to pay any more. Screw this. Screw her! When I signed up for this class, I never agreed to spending anywhere near this much money. This is total bull shit. <<;
Oh, but wait! There's more! Today she let us take home the wigs we need to wear for this dance. Eww. Very whore-ish. And we practiced the dance with our hats today. But was it that simple? Of course not. There's this one part of the dance that was confusing and annoying to learn. We just started to get the hang of it too, and she goes and changes it on us! Apparently she taught it to Kellie's class a different way. But God forbid she change it in their class to the correct way she taught us. Oh no. Change it on us, thanks. Thanks a lot.
The only good thing about tap is that I get a chance to hang out with Hannah and Nicole before they go off to college next year. Well no, Nicole is probably going to CCSU, so I might even get to see her next year. But this really is the last chance I'll have to hang out with Hannah before she goes off to Harvard or whatever other school she decides to go to. It just sucks that this is my last chance to be with them, and most of the time I'm pissed off...
I really need spring break. I need a week off. A week off from Kellie (well... not exactly, but I'll still have all day by myself until she gets out of school), a week off from work, a week off from school, a week off from life. I'm so glad I have tomorrow and Saturday off from work. I don't think I'd be able to function if I had to work another sixteen hours this weekend. I do have to work 10:15-4:00 on Sunday, but I think I can survive that. Next Friday though, I'm scheduled not as a cashier, but as a seafood clerk. I hate seafood so, so much. I can just tell I'm going to have lots of fun that night.
...and the sad thing is, I was in a really good mood today before I got to my tap class. Funny how tap never fails to piss me off. I used to love tapping too. *sigh* Oh, and I still need an angry icon. The crying one just doesn't do justice to a rant, even if I do feel like breaking into tears to let all the stress out.
Just when I thought I couldn't get any more pissed off at my teacher, I do. Now she wants us to come from 7:45 until 9:15 every Thursday night. Wtf? No. No! Screw that. I refuse to go for an hour and a half every Thursday night from now until June. I don't have that kind of time or energy. When I signed up for this class, I agreed to come from 9:15-10:00 just like I did last year. Then she decided to be a bitch and make my sister's class earlier, and, as a result, mine got moved up too. Okay, so I worked around going to tap from 8:30-9:15 each week. I hated it, but I dealt with it. There is no way in hell I'm going at 7:45 though. No way. Thursdays are the only day I actually go out and do something semi-social that doesn't solely involve dance. Sure I just go and sit there, but at least I get out of my room, you know? I need to be with other people in a non-class, non-work, non-dance setting at least once each week to keep me sane. Seriously. And now she's taking away the only opportunity I have to do that. Ugh. Just, ugh.
The other thing about this class that I have to rant about is, yet again, the cost. I've already spent HUNDREDS of dollars on this stupid class that doesn't even have any actual tapping in it. But was that enough for her? No. Now I need to dish in $9 for fishnets. Now, I know $9 doesn't sound like a whole lot, but after already having to pay $175 for the stupid costumes for that class alone, plus my monthly tuition for the class, I can't afford to pay any more. Screw this. Screw her! When I signed up for this class, I never agreed to spending anywhere near this much money. This is total bull shit. <<;
Oh, but wait! There's more! Today she let us take home the wigs we need to wear for this dance. Eww. Very whore-ish. And we practiced the dance with our hats today. But was it that simple? Of course not. There's this one part of the dance that was confusing and annoying to learn. We just started to get the hang of it too, and she goes and changes it on us! Apparently she taught it to Kellie's class a different way. But God forbid she change it in their class to the correct way she taught us. Oh no. Change it on us, thanks. Thanks a lot.
The only good thing about tap is that I get a chance to hang out with Hannah and Nicole before they go off to college next year. Well no, Nicole is probably going to CCSU, so I might even get to see her next year. But this really is the last chance I'll have to hang out with Hannah before she goes off to Harvard or whatever other school she decides to go to. It just sucks that this is my last chance to be with them, and most of the time I'm pissed off...
I really need spring break. I need a week off. A week off from Kellie (well... not exactly, but I'll still have all day by myself until she gets out of school), a week off from work, a week off from school, a week off from life. I'm so glad I have tomorrow and Saturday off from work. I don't think I'd be able to function if I had to work another sixteen hours this weekend. I do have to work 10:15-4:00 on Sunday, but I think I can survive that. Next Friday though, I'm scheduled not as a cashier, but as a seafood clerk. I hate seafood so, so much. I can just tell I'm going to have lots of fun that night.
...and the sad thing is, I was in a really good mood today before I got to my tap class. Funny how tap never fails to piss me off. I used to love tapping too. *sigh* Oh, and I still need an angry icon. The crying one just doesn't do justice to a rant, even if I do feel like breaking into tears to let all the stress out.