I cannot even express how much I hate repetitive jobs.
Paper shredding from 9 - 5 I did a few years back, which was going to be for my volunteer hours, but didn't work out, but at least I got paid. But yeah, I quit way before 5. That was the most awful job. I mean, the machine was evil. It made awful sounds and my fingers felt so awful from touching paper all day.
I have this thing where I don't like to touch paper with the tip of my nails or the part in between the nail and the skin or something, because it feels so awful and gives me shivers. And I had to touch paper all day. That was an awful experience.
I worked at the frame store my uncle bought and that wasn't too bad. I liked organizing all the plates and giving them prices and then reorganizing them after people messed the order up. I wasn't too sure about handling money because I am so awful at mental math. I never really learned my 12 times table, even though I think I was supposed to in like grade 5. There was one lady at the store asking me to figure out a price for something because everything was like 50 - 90% off and I had to do mental math using DECIMALS, which are EVIL. Fractions too. But my math teacher last year made fractions a little less scary. I'm glad I have her again this year.
But anyway, now I have to sell all the left over prints on eBay. I did quite a bit of this during the summer and I'm making pretty good money.
But now that school's started I'd really rather not have to do it anymore. It's so not fun.
Weekends should really be three days long. I feel like I've lost a day now that I have drum lessons on Saturdays. It's too bad I couldn't have them on Fridays after school or something so then after that I can really go home and relax. But it won't work, because the place is pretty far away (if you walk, that is). And I can't get a drive because mom gets home at 5:30/6:00 and dad gets home whenever. And sometimes he has to go out to Windsor. So it wouldn't work on weekdays.
I was so not feeling like going to my drum lesson yesterday. I haven't been practicing as much because I have school now. And so, predictably, I didn't do as well at my last lesson. I got stuck on two patterns and spent most of the class on them. And I hate not being able to do something or doing something wrong.
And that stupid bass drum pedal sounded like a bird! It kept distracting me, I'd hear it and then have to start over. I'd really like to start learning some songs, but I guess I have to learn some more stuff first. I don't know how it works with drums.
Guitar class is going good though. We started doing our first little thing, which is just a scale. I tend to use just my middle finger whenever I'm playing tabs, so now I have to learn how to do it right, using all of my fingers. Which is good, but it feels weird. It just sucks having to drop my guitar off every morning and picking it up after school every day. Because the teacher isn't always there when I get there, he might be in another music room but I don't know where to look. In the mornings I don't want to be late for class, and I kinda can't bring my guitar into History or Communications. After school it isn't so bad, because every other day I have guitar last period and I'll be able to just pack it up and bring it to my locker with me. But then other days I'll have to come over from the other side of the school on the second floor and pick it up, and then if Kristen has work she'll have to leave, she can't wait around for me to pick up my guitar. And what if I ever had a Substitute for guitar? What would I even do with my guitar?
Bleh. I've said it a thousand times, but it's true. Life would just be so much easier if you didn't have to deal with people.