So much for updating more often...
So when I said I was going to update more often, I guess I lied. But I swear that I'm going to more in the future. Probably.
Lets start with school. I had my first real homework due last week, these damn stairs from my drafting class. It seems like it should take less time to build something out of foam core and brass then 2X4s and plywood. That is definitly a lie. I hate foam core. And I mean hate. More then lettering, and that is saying something.
But at least our class is treating eachother decently. And by decently, I mostly mean cordially. We got bitched out pretty good by 2 teachers a while back and since then everyone has been pretty nice to everyone else, but by the same note, I have no real friends in my class. So I guess that the senior's saying that we're the most anti social class is pretty accurate. We really aren't a group...more like a bunch of people that happen to be in a class together. Its almost like a community college, not a community. I'm not sure that I'm making sense at this point, but whatever.
On Friday, I finally realized that I have almost no feelings for Erin anymore, which is what has gotten me through this weekend. That and trying to learn Adobe Premiere Pro. Its like learning Photoshop, by yourself, and my help files were corrupted. God damn its hard. Powerful, but hard. But back to Erin: I don't really feel like talking about what made it happen, except with a few people (Erin, Laura, Kiri, and Cori...possibly Josh), so if you fall into that category, and I haven't talked to you, feel free to call me if you care. If not, I understand. I hope that Erin can find it in her to forgive me for being such an ass to her this summer, and being ready to throw away our friendship. I have no idea what I was thinking, or what to say, other then I'm sorry. I hope that she reads this.
I don't really have anything else to say, except that things aren't as bad as I make them out to be. I think. Or they won't be soon. I hope.
Lets start with school. I had my first real homework due last week, these damn stairs from my drafting class. It seems like it should take less time to build something out of foam core and brass then 2X4s and plywood. That is definitly a lie. I hate foam core. And I mean hate. More then lettering, and that is saying something.
But at least our class is treating eachother decently. And by decently, I mostly mean cordially. We got bitched out pretty good by 2 teachers a while back and since then everyone has been pretty nice to everyone else, but by the same note, I have no real friends in my class. So I guess that the senior's saying that we're the most anti social class is pretty accurate. We really aren't a group...more like a bunch of people that happen to be in a class together. Its almost like a community college, not a community. I'm not sure that I'm making sense at this point, but whatever.
On Friday, I finally realized that I have almost no feelings for Erin anymore, which is what has gotten me through this weekend. That and trying to learn Adobe Premiere Pro. Its like learning Photoshop, by yourself, and my help files were corrupted. God damn its hard. Powerful, but hard. But back to Erin: I don't really feel like talking about what made it happen, except with a few people (Erin, Laura, Kiri, and Cori...possibly Josh), so if you fall into that category, and I haven't talked to you, feel free to call me if you care. If not, I understand. I hope that Erin can find it in her to forgive me for being such an ass to her this summer, and being ready to throw away our friendship. I have no idea what I was thinking, or what to say, other then I'm sorry. I hope that she reads this.
I don't really have anything else to say, except that things aren't as bad as I make them out to be. I think. Or they won't be soon. I hope.