Thank fucking god, but camp is over. And it took all of this weekend to recover. *mutters*
It was... one of the worst experiences of my life. Well, that may be a slight exaggeration as the children were (mostly) wonderful. It was a small group, so it was hard to really do anything with them. There were a couple I was ready to strangle by the end
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UGH. I do NOT understand some parents. :| I decided long ago that if I was an elementary principal I would ban sodas of all kinds, brought from home or otherwise. I'm so glad my kid doesn't like sodas.
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Then the boy she was playing with... stuck his finger in the last joint and got that piece stuck on his middle finger. I was working with some real winners, I tell you...
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I also don't understand Mr. Gong. A single lesson with a new instructor USUALLY is a big excitement and will teach you several new things which make you want to practice more and more. By the time you get back to your old teacher, your improvements are much more than if you'd had that lesson with the old teacher.
Clearly a performance degree from B-W means you don't know anything about anything. Duh. :)
I'm sorry it was so miserable!
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And here's all you need to know about Gong: he's an asshole and a cocksucker -- and not in a fun way at ALL.
No -- a performance degree from BW means absolutely nothing whatsoever.
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Also -- you guys (meaning you, Ben, Tim, whoever else) need to come up here for Miss Saigon. Opens on the 9th. TOTALLY want you guys to come see it as it should be amazing. *g*
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And one of them got his finger stuck in a flute? o.O "And this one time, at band camp..."
I'm sorry it was so miserable for you dear *hugs*
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I really, really, really hate children. *shudder*
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*mutters*
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