Sucky
I am on my class break, the one with Miss Love. She ripped apart my design during the critique, I feel like shit, but I shouldn't because this is inconsequential and she is the one who told me to use the colors I used. Now she says I have to rework the entire design, and it took me 20 HOURS to paint, I missed work this week to finish this project, so this actually cost me real $. Screw her. I am so disappointed in this class. And to think that Prof. Tootsie warned me last semester. I wish she had been more straightforward instead of hinting at it.
So I feel sort of defeated, and unmotivated to do anything. I have to take the damned train back to Plainfield. I spent almost every night there this week to finish this project. I am burnt out.
Oh well, not every day is going to be spectacular, you know?
Psy went to his sister's so he's coming back home late. I hate being alone on a Friday night, especially in a town where there is nothing to do. Perhaps I will take the car and drive to Borders in Watchung and read books and also go to Walmart and find some comfort in useless crap.
Grrr.
So I feel sort of defeated, and unmotivated to do anything. I have to take the damned train back to Plainfield. I spent almost every night there this week to finish this project. I am burnt out.
Oh well, not every day is going to be spectacular, you know?
Psy went to his sister's so he's coming back home late. I hate being alone on a Friday night, especially in a town where there is nothing to do. Perhaps I will take the car and drive to Borders in Watchung and read books and also go to Walmart and find some comfort in useless crap.
Grrr.