Living On The Fast Lane
It seems like although I'm short one class this term, I'm so busy.
My After Effects class is fun, but at the same time, it is frustrating. Not many of the students grasp the concept of the software and how it works. I think 'photoshop' every time I'm working and it just meshes together perfectly in my head and I 'get it' and am almost done with our first assignment. I hate, HATE being the student whose smart and doesn't help everyone. It's not that I don't want to, I just have NO patience for it. This is how I know I cannot be a teacher; at least not yet.
The situation with my mother, brother, the baby... it's all heart breaking and it's added stress. I wish I knew how to help, but its out of my hands.
Nitro needs an axle, and I may be doing that this weekend.
I also need to get my taxes done tomorrow. The amount of papers I'm taking in is retarded. School, 2 W2's from jobs, Salvation Army, student expenses, student loan documents.... I cannot wait til all this is over and done with.
I really hope I don't get bent, screwed over like a brothel whore and left for dead. Disturbing imagery, hmmm....
I'm just exhausted.
Off to Kinkos; the pressure from my program director and previous color theory professor are sending me overboard. I have been told I need to enter the highly respected ADDY awards; I'm both humbled and frightened. I don't have a piece I'm head over heels for, but I'll enter whatever I do have that I at least like. I'd hate to disappoint them both by ignoring their suggestion.
Off I go.
My After Effects class is fun, but at the same time, it is frustrating. Not many of the students grasp the concept of the software and how it works. I think 'photoshop' every time I'm working and it just meshes together perfectly in my head and I 'get it' and am almost done with our first assignment. I hate, HATE being the student whose smart and doesn't help everyone. It's not that I don't want to, I just have NO patience for it. This is how I know I cannot be a teacher; at least not yet.
The situation with my mother, brother, the baby... it's all heart breaking and it's added stress. I wish I knew how to help, but its out of my hands.
Nitro needs an axle, and I may be doing that this weekend.
I also need to get my taxes done tomorrow. The amount of papers I'm taking in is retarded. School, 2 W2's from jobs, Salvation Army, student expenses, student loan documents.... I cannot wait til all this is over and done with.
I really hope I don't get bent, screwed over like a brothel whore and left for dead. Disturbing imagery, hmmm....
I'm just exhausted.
Off to Kinkos; the pressure from my program director and previous color theory professor are sending me overboard. I have been told I need to enter the highly respected ADDY awards; I'm both humbled and frightened. I don't have a piece I'm head over heels for, but I'll enter whatever I do have that I at least like. I'd hate to disappoint them both by ignoring their suggestion.
Off I go.