I have to write another blog because my father says my last one was too short. Yeah, he probably has a big checklist whenever he reads my blogs and thinks, “Hmm, the minimum word count is 10385, and he was one short.” My blog was short because that’s all I had to say. Nobody wants to read a blog where the narrator is rambling about things that don’t matter. Also, I’m going to say it. I do not care about the corona virus. The reason it’s such a big deal is because the media wants it to be. The virus isn’t especially deadly or anything, but it’s constantly making the news because it’s being spread everywhere and there is no cure. That’s it. It’s like an incurable cold, but everyone thinks it a big deal. Like, “Oh no, better shut down school, wouldn’t want to catch a cold! Time to stock up on toilet paper too!” Also, I have to take piano lessons over the phone now, which is idiotic. I already despise going to piano lessons, and now I have to take instructions from a lady on my phone. Oh and, I hate the piano. It’s dumb and nobody wants to play it. It’s the instrument that you force your three-year-old child to play just so you can say, “Yeah, my child can play the piano, and he’s still a fetus.” And then the kid will grow up and say something dumb like, “I just love the piano. Ever since I saw it I knew that it was the thing for me.” No, your parents made you play it when you were still in the womb and you probably didn’t even know what you were doing.