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Since deactivating my Facebook account (I didn’t think I’d be able to do it, but I did) I feel so. much. more. peaceful. It’s incredible. And I haven’t smoke even 1 cigarette in over 3 months. It’s awesome.
But. There is this other thing. My phone. It’s a fucking tether. And I get all caught up in it and have a hard time sitting and just being and not doing. And people having constant access to me. Not that people are always calling me and I’m so awesome, blah blah, just saying. Remember the days you could be unavailable and it was ok. There weren’t all these different ways for people to get in touch with one another. You weren’t home, they left a message and you got back to them when you had time.
And TEXTING. I hate it. Texting is appropriate for “Hey, dinner tonight at restaurant at 7?” “See you then” not these loooooooong drawn out conversations that take hours and hours when a simple phone call with have the matter cleared up in a matter of minutes. MINUTES. I cannot tell you how many times this has happened to me. Text arguing for a week and then once I sat down with the person, it was fine.
I’m. over. it. I will text with my friends back while they’re at work about whatever menial thing comes into his/her head and they provide me the same courtesy. And I’ll be out with it. What I’m really talking about here is boys. Don’t fucking text me and ask me to go out or play these mind games with me over text. That makes me want to kill a bitch. Ya get me? CALL. CALL ME ON THE PHONE like a real human being. Technology is pushing me further and further from the people in my life and gives an easy out to having real relationships.
That being said. Peace. I need peace and not complications. Anyone?
So, the dreaded studio week is next week! Ahhhhh! I don’t see any time I’ve referred to it in the past, so I can’t link to it :( It’s the insane time before critique where there are no classes and we’re expected (it’s an unspoken expectation) to stay up and at school for a week and make our projects incredible. It’s pretty much one of the most stressful things ever. Unlike last quarter, I haven’t broken down in tears about school once! I think my mom is even believing I’m not emotionally unstable again (if I were her, I would’ve thought I’m emotionally unstable after seeing me last quarter, too). Woot!
Without further ado, here are the best things this week!!
A whole book in one poster? Awesomeness.
I love me some Color Me Katie. She organized all of her items into color piles. Isn’t that awesome?!
This makes me want a fish. Just so I can have the bowl, not for the fish.
Chico needs this.
Haha. After one of my classes yesterday, I am totally onto the sentiment.
I have a project due today. A project for a class that has me living in fear. I literally started crying in classes 3 DAYS IN A ROW last week because of this class. All of my teachers probably think I’m emotionally unstable, which I am a little at this point. Because of this hell class. Last week, we (as a collective class) were berated for 2 hours about how lazy we are and how we’re not trying and how much we suck and on and on and on. It would be funny if it were happening to someone else. The stuff that was coming out of this guy’s mouth was like stuff from a movie teacher. He said something along the lines of, “Your illustration skills are just not up to par, I hope these are stand in illustrations and you get a real illustrator to do them for you.”
Did that sink in?
Insulted on top of the insult. And remember, I did the illustrations and I’m not working hard enough. According to this dude. Because my illustrations are terrible.
This class has me rethinking my whole life. I’m having an existential breakdown. I’m all, who am I? What am I doing here? Maybe I’ll drop out and become an escort because if I suck as a designer, that’s the only job I’ll be able to get. See what I mean?
So, where am I going with this…we have to redesign the packaging for this. The bottle, not the bar. Those little white lines on the label are type. Cultish, weird stuff about the Moral ABCs. And we have to keep all of the type. Everyone not doing the project seems to think it’ll be “fun.” Guess what? It’s not. It’s hellacious.
I’ve been working hard and designing my label. Everything was going great and I had it done after working on it for 4 or 5 days. Days. Then I started staring at it. And hating it. I would show you a picture, but at this point, I hate it so much that I’m too embarrassed. ‘hipster sigh’ Design school is hard. Now I don’t know what to do. Redesign or keep it and if I want to redesign, what do I do with it? I just don’t know.
Chico and I have been riding in the car a lot together lately. We’ve been visiting people and going to the dog park and having play dates. We even drove an hour south of the city to Macon (where I found out my precious has a pneumonia) and went to the Cherry Blossom Festival, which was quite a riot (more about that later).
(can I just say, best picture ever? Seriously)
We have these lovely things in the metro Atlanta area called High Occupancy Vehicle (HOV) lanes, you know, because we have some of the worst traffic in the country. And, if you have more than one person in the vehicle, you’re allowed in the lane. These lanes are generally awesome because they are faster and less trafficky. I’m fine with these rules. You’re carpooling and therefore, most likely, keeping one more car’s toxic gases out of the air. Yay for you!
But, mothers are also allowed to use the lanes. With children in the car. Children who are under the legal driving age. So, they’re not keeping another car off the road. They’re just clogging up the fast lane. And, I think, if these mothers are allowed to drive in this lane,
going slower than the general flow of traffic because there is a baby in the car then I should be allowed to drive in it with Chico in the car. He keeps just as many emissions off the roads as a child under 16.
The benefits of this are that I will go faster than the general flow of traffic, flash my lights at the slow mothers and, the best thing of all is I will get where I need to go more quickly. Everyone wins! (Duh)
The end of the quarter is in sight! Things are insane right now! I’ve never worked so hard in my life and my classmates seem to think that sleep is optional. I don’t know about you, but it’s not optional for me. If I don’t sleep, I turn into a monster. Plus, I get sick. Every. Freaking. Time. Like last weekend, I got strep throat.
But, today, thanks to my great friend, Walks on Sunshine, I was able to be a hair model and get a lovely haircut. It was nice to have a little time out from school work and stress.
So, we just concluded our last week of classes. Next week, I’m told, is when the real work begins. But, I’m also signed up to do boot camp in the morning at 5:50am. I don’t know if I’ll make it much next week. ‘sigh’ What did I sign myself up for (school and boot camp)?
Not to mention, Chico and I aren’t spending 23 hours a day together anymore. Which is a little sad. I try to have extra special snuggle time with him when we’re in my bed, but lately, he’s just not having it. Attitude.
Oh yeah, my across the hall neighbor is, apparently crazy. There will be more on that when I can get some of it on video. Stay tuned…
I didn’t open my reader at all in the past 4 or 5 days…I guess since before September ended. Tons of I love October posts. And let me tell you, I have to jump in because, seriously, I love October. Probably more than you. And my half birthday is in October, so, yeah.
Every year, there is a huge build up to Halloween and then the day is never as awesome as I think it’s going to be. You know why, because I’m an adult now. And if I want to go trick-or-treating and actually get candy, I have to borrow a kid. People really deny you at the door. It’s humiliating. I even got denied one year when I had a kid with me.
I don’t have any invitations to parties to share (facebook events has ruined it for everyone) and no costumes to post. But. I do have a photo editor. So here goes:
Click the little pics for bigger photos is you can’t see the full ghastliness.
Hope you’re having a great Wednesday! Happy Halloween!
Well, it looks like Lindsey Lohan is about to be arrested for failure to show up in court and failure to complete alcohol awareness classes. Read about it here. If she does end up getting arrested, these people will have won:
I love this picture and I feel it accurately describes how I feel today. And, it’s still morning, so. I love the morning and spring mornings are great. Everything smells fresh and dew is covering all of nature and the day has endless possibilities. ‘sigh’ It’s so wonderful.
I was listening to a local radio show this morning and they were playing a betting game. And, it was awesome, yet still a little mean and at someone else’s expense. But we can all participate and it will be fun. (Did I mention I’m a little high on various cold medicines at this point? Not really high, they are just messing with my head.)
The game is to list 4 celebrities that you think have a good chance of getting arrested soon. And, ladies and gentlemen, we’ve all had those crazy nights in college where we may have woken up in the drunk tank. I’m talking about these types of arrests, not murderous rampage arrests. If you win, if one of your celebrities get arrested, I will send you something in the mail and if mine wins, I will just dance in celebration. Yay!
Here are mine:
Lindsay Lohan (I love me some LiLo. I have loved her since The Parent Trap and always will. I just hope she gets her shit together.)
Spencer Pratt (I don’t feel very confident about this one)
What are yours? I’m going to make a spreadsheet about this. This is going to be fun! (Also, if you can repeat, but don’t repeat someone else’s entire list.
OMG, you guys. I am sick again. I was sick last week, also. Maybe it’s the same sickness and it was hiding for 5 days and it’s now all like, “Surprise! You thought you got rid of me, hahahahaha!!” I imagine germs being pretty mean.
I’m toughing it out today. This sickness feels like it might like to hold on to me and stay around for a while, so tomorrow could be way worse. You never know. I always want to call my mom and have her tell me I’m sick enough to stay home from work. She says, “You know how bad you feel.” I don’t like that. I need affirmation that it’s okay to stay home. Like when I was a kid and I had a fever and I was forced to sit on the couch and watch reruns of Who’s the Boss and eat Popsicles all day. Those were the days.
Christmas is over. It’s always a kind of blah time. Not looking forward to taking the tree down. I feel good about leaving it up until next week. It looks nice.
I just spent way too much money on take out food, cigarettes (they deliver) and coke. Now I am having the “I could’ve bought an outfit with that money” blues. ‘Sigh’
So, Justin got me an awesome camera for Christmas!! Everyone’s like, that camera takes awesome pictures! Don’t they understand it’s me who takes the awesome pictures?! Goodness, the camera just enhances my talent. Duh.
Chico was my only subject. I have about 20 pictures that look just like this. In 2 of them he is staring at me with murder in his eyes (ok, maybe not murder, and just annoyance. Still)
Tomorrow, back to work! And then New Year’s. I am going to be in a good mood tomorrow. I just know it. I am going to wear my sparkle shoes.