Working to Live - When Will It Stop?

I dread the days when I have to get up and go to work that I do not love. I thought part-time teaching would be good for me; alas, it's not. When you earn a little over $3 per hour while "performing" for a bunch of rude and lazy kids, the motivation to teach wanes. If only they were poor and diligent, it would have been a different story. But these college students I've been dealing with since June this year have just been an additional responsibility that I intend not to keep after the first semester ends. Not all are bad, of course. There are also those who have somehow managed to make me laugh with their funny and witty remarks. However, they are just a few good ones.