Oh.  My.  God.  It's taking all my strength not to smack Señora Lupus upside the head.  I really want to take a stopwatch to class and see just how much time she actually spends teaching and not ranting about stupid shit that no one gives a damn about but her.  GRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR ( Read more... )

Well, la di dah!  My Flash teacher was most impressed with my midterm.  HAH!  Take that Señora Lupus!  We also had to show our midterms in Photoshop class.  Oh.  My. FUCKING.  God.  It took FOREVER!!!  The entire class period!  I thought we'd never finish.  Bleh!

In between classes I was noodleing around in Flash trying to make a gif icon.  It's ( Read more... )

I now have some idea what it must have been like to be Douglas Adams.  No, I do not mean what it is like to be an immensely talented British man, but how it feels to not be able to breathe through your nose.  My nose is so very clogged today that I cannot breathe through it.  It was terrible being out in public.  I feel like a creepy mouth breather ( Read more... )

Yup.  A new record.  I got sick after only one day of school.  I blame the filthy computers.

So, Monday was the first day of Spring quarter.  I have Beginning Photoshop (With sxechiru yay!) and Beginning Flash with the same teacher.  She is horrendous.  She goes off on random tangents about how she has lupus and Chrone's disease and she programed robots for ( Read more... )