broken record player
Why are people stupid? Why do people do blatently stupid things that everyone except them can see will fuck them over in the longrun? Not that that's what I care about, stupid people need to be lined up and shot. Then you have people, whilst doing something completely stupid, who do things to piss you off, like break plans at the last second. It's a good thing I messaged first, or I could have gotten there and then realized that I wasn't suppost to be there. Wouldn't that have been a waste of gas money? You wouldn't beleive how pissed I would have been if that had happened. Well, that's one more person cutoff from my life. I don't know if I'm picky, critical, or both, but I don't care. Having certain people around will just bring me down. I don't need that, not at this point in my life.
Well, right now I'm procrastinating with schoolwork. I have a couple things to do for tomorrow, yet I cannot muster up the nerve to do them. I guess at this point I'm afraid of screwing up. The main problem is the colour wheel. I've already fucked up the first three of them, and now apparently I have two more to make. The thing that fucks me up is the fact I have to use fucking gouache. I hate gouache. I've never been taught how to use it, yet I'm expected to know how to use it. Oh well, I'm cheating with the process colours, fuck mixing.
Oh well, I have an appointment at 3:30, then I have to go look at stuff at the store. I dunno, I need to talk to someone from my class about the project in my 2nd class for tomorrow. But first, of course, is the colour wheels. Fuck dammit.
Well, right now I'm procrastinating with schoolwork. I have a couple things to do for tomorrow, yet I cannot muster up the nerve to do them. I guess at this point I'm afraid of screwing up. The main problem is the colour wheel. I've already fucked up the first three of them, and now apparently I have two more to make. The thing that fucks me up is the fact I have to use fucking gouache. I hate gouache. I've never been taught how to use it, yet I'm expected to know how to use it. Oh well, I'm cheating with the process colours, fuck mixing.
Oh well, I have an appointment at 3:30, then I have to go look at stuff at the store. I dunno, I need to talk to someone from my class about the project in my 2nd class for tomorrow. But first, of course, is the colour wheels. Fuck dammit.