Jello -ou- mon cerveau est en compote
Posted Martes 31 enero 2006on:
At the moment my mind is made of super jello. I’m so tired.I’m eager to give up the job at the stinky music school (not the other nice one). Tonight from the 8 students that I was suppose to teach, only 4 showed up, and only 2 of the absents had called! Do the parents teach respect to their kids in this country? Do they have at least a vague idea about what the word appointment means? Apparently not.
I’m so mad.