So we just finished the initial joint staff meeting. I am so freaking tired of working with brats! Why can't we just do what I plan? Shezzz.....honestly. I'd sooo much be rather starting a club, that managing a club with stupid people in it. They just sit and smile at you, or they just want to thelp with certain things. No one is willing to help out in everything - everyone want to just do like ONE thing.
Screw them. I'm so ready to go back home.
I don't think directing an "established" club it all it's cut up to be. Then again, perhaps its this "british" culture. I hate a culture that encourages you to smile at your enemies. Heck - if you don't like it, freaking say it already! This is so stupid. "Well, Jon, now, you have to remember that we don't do it that way here." Well, frick, do you want me as a fricking director or not? Be a frigging director if you want this job.
All in all, i think it went okay. So i play crimson sky for 2 hours, and i'm ready to sleep. Screw this. Heh. I'm getting like 8 hours of sleep, waking up sore, tired, and ready to sleep somemore. But to no avail. I kinda wish i could have a breakdown, or get sick or something so i don't have to do anythign....this was more stress that dancing. Holy cow, i'd go back to dancing and school, 4 horus of sleep a week, that this stress. SUCKS.
But i'm no person to complain. I'll shut up. Have a night guys.
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