Like a Soap Opera

I'm sorry but... I just don't have time for this anymore.
But I can change!
It's not me; it's you. You've changed.
Please don't go! Don't leave me!
I'm sorry, but I have to.

lolwut?

Oddly enough, I'm actually talking about cutting my ties to the music department. Since when did we have to actually tell a teacher that we no longer wish to partake in their time-consuming course?

Just because I no longer wish to take your course, it doesn't mean I hate you, though I kind of (or rather, really) hate how you always (key word: always) keep us from dismissal for an extra fifteen minutes. At 8:30 at night.

I also hate how a good 15% of our final mark for two courses was based on something that was either time-consuming (weekly, at that <_<) and boring, or costly and boring.

I miss the good old days... Toot a horn and you get a C. Toot it well and you get a B. Actually pay attention while you're at it and you get an A. Huzzah!