no subject to speak of, yet oh so many
how can it be that i'm still working nonstop with next to zero free time? i'm burnt out y'all. more so than i think i have ever been in my entire existence. time and a half school since january '08 will do it.
the internship is going well. i can never really tell if david is pleased with me anymore. this is tricky for sensitive me who always worries about things like this. i need finite verbal status checks please! there's another intern there who knows his shit better than i, doesn't work, has only 1 other easy class, comes and forces david to work everyday and basically makes me look like a huge slack. i can only give him 2 8-hour days. even that makes me stay up until 4am doing homework. although the experience i'm getting doing this web app stuff is priceless i've quickly come to realize there will be no pay here afterall. all the lovely ice cream castle in the sky images david painted over last semester were pure fantasy. i really shouldn't complain. he's really a great teacher and honestly, i still get stuck a lot and rely on him to dig me out.
speaking of... i went to show the client her webpage and get feedback from her. bare in mind that she's approved that ugly design i posted here a while back. so it takes me three weeks to get it all coded and and feeling quite proud of myself. i go in to see her and she goes - i don't like it. i'm like - *smile* can you please tell me specifically what you don't like about it because we can really change anything. she proceed to rip the thing apart from top to bottom leaving me with a super fake smile, a hand full of worthless paper, and a dreamweaver full of worthless code. so, i had to start entirely over again from nothing. hura!
my little brother graduated high school. it was an emotional day for me for reasons other than this. but i went from being enraged at the praying they kept doing after the state told them not to. to crying and hiding my face from this truly truly amazing speech their valedictorian gave. tyler said he never spoke in school to anyone. but seemed to have no problem addressing 3,000 rednecks packed into the pace high school football stadium. up walked this shy meeb looking kid and out came a torrent of language, whipping the crowd into tears and laughter and back again with a fervor that would make adolf hitler cream his draws.
my under the table hair styling racket has taken off. which is strange for the summer time - if you work in the business - you know this. i've managed to procure about 2 colors a week which keeps me in pocket money. for this i am happy because going back to the salon would be torturous for me at this point. you see, there's a big difference between choosing my clients myself and having them choose me.
i keep thinking to myself - this is the last of this or that. this is the last spring in florida i will see for a while. this is the last of my sister's birthdays i will be around for. last time to grow a real garden. it's funny how i appreciate things more when time is drawing to close.
the internship is going well. i can never really tell if david is pleased with me anymore. this is tricky for sensitive me who always worries about things like this. i need finite verbal status checks please! there's another intern there who knows his shit better than i, doesn't work, has only 1 other easy class, comes and forces david to work everyday and basically makes me look like a huge slack. i can only give him 2 8-hour days. even that makes me stay up until 4am doing homework. although the experience i'm getting doing this web app stuff is priceless i've quickly come to realize there will be no pay here afterall. all the lovely ice cream castle in the sky images david painted over last semester were pure fantasy. i really shouldn't complain. he's really a great teacher and honestly, i still get stuck a lot and rely on him to dig me out.
speaking of... i went to show the client her webpage and get feedback from her. bare in mind that she's approved that ugly design i posted here a while back. so it takes me three weeks to get it all coded and and feeling quite proud of myself. i go in to see her and she goes - i don't like it. i'm like - *smile* can you please tell me specifically what you don't like about it because we can really change anything. she proceed to rip the thing apart from top to bottom leaving me with a super fake smile, a hand full of worthless paper, and a dreamweaver full of worthless code. so, i had to start entirely over again from nothing. hura!
my little brother graduated high school. it was an emotional day for me for reasons other than this. but i went from being enraged at the praying they kept doing after the state told them not to. to crying and hiding my face from this truly truly amazing speech their valedictorian gave. tyler said he never spoke in school to anyone. but seemed to have no problem addressing 3,000 rednecks packed into the pace high school football stadium. up walked this shy meeb looking kid and out came a torrent of language, whipping the crowd into tears and laughter and back again with a fervor that would make adolf hitler cream his draws.
my under the table hair styling racket has taken off. which is strange for the summer time - if you work in the business - you know this. i've managed to procure about 2 colors a week which keeps me in pocket money. for this i am happy because going back to the salon would be torturous for me at this point. you see, there's a big difference between choosing my clients myself and having them choose me.
i keep thinking to myself - this is the last of this or that. this is the last spring in florida i will see for a while. this is the last of my sister's birthdays i will be around for. last time to grow a real garden. it's funny how i appreciate things more when time is drawing to close.