Yesterday I made a file cabinet, today I made letters. Work can be fun sometimes. The first M is really cute and looks like two little guys holding hands/kissing. I like it
My first day of work was awesome. Apparently I am the first person chosen for this position, so I share some of the responsibility of shaping the environment. That includes deciding on furniture, software and other things for our future workspace! So exciting. The mac they bought me had a problem with his fan, though. So I wont see him again until next week. :’(
I have a lot more projects that I’m going to be working on, but I’m not sure if I’m allowed to talk about them.
I can’t wait to go back tomorrow.
Sitting in my pa jam-jams, touching a gazelle.
I had an awful day. This winery website is kicking my ass. I just want to be done with it (and school in general). I’m starting to annoy myself with my repetitious complaints. But it would be nice if (FOR ONCE) things didn’t follow me home. I envy people who have jobs. You get payed and all your time away from work is time for you. Nice. Very nice. I’d like that for a while, please.
After I got home, (I barely escaped the rain, luckily) I played piano for more than an hour. I love it so much. I need to get motivated and somehow go without sleep. There are too many things I want to accomplish while I’m still able to do it. I am in this state between wanting so much and feeling that I can do it, and then an immediate feeling of being crushed under the weight of my own goals. If people who are so talented (much more than me, in my opinion) can’t accomplish the same hopes and desires, what chance do I have?
Needless to say, I have a lot of things to think about. Quarter-ish life crisis, like always.
I had a nice time with my mom last night. I’m excited to be here for most of the summer. Working, swimming, art, music. I’m going to be just as busy with my time off but it will be much more rewarding, I think.
I’m getting very tired of working myself to death and not getting paid for it. Actually, in reality, I’m paying THEM to be worked to death. School is an interesting place.
I made a logo for my group project this week and everyone liked it except for the one group member. He is graduating after this term. I only mention that because he always talks down to everyone since we haven’t taken the same classes as him.
"I don’t know, I just like to design my own stuff. I just don’t want to wait around for files and work when I can just do what I want by myself. NOT TO TAKE AWAY FROM ANYTHING YOU’RE DOING." (pointing at what I was working on for less than 10 minutes)
It really bothers me that someone can be so short-sighted. So, since I haven’t been in all the classes you have, that automatically makes me a worse designer?
Just because you have the money to buy fonts and textures doesn’t make you better than anyone. And even if you were, the least you could do is help your fellow classmates, instead of acting like we are all in competition with each other. Plus, we are in a group together. A GROUP. That means we have to work together to accomplish a goal. Not walk away frustrated and mumbling because you think we are all too stupid to understand what you’re saying.
YOU ARE AT A COMMUNITY COLLEGE.
And you are also a dick. so shut your mouth.
Hopeful, yet terrified of smelling like fries for an extended period of time
I have an interview at 4:15 for Carls jr tomorrow. I have been trying to get a job for a while, and of course, somewhere I don’t want to work falls into my lap. The employees were rushing to get me a pen when I picked up the application. I hope I get it.
I am really hungry and tired, and I have class from 1:00-4:50. On the first day of class we got an assignment to adjust the color/levels of 30+ pictures. They don’t waste any time around here.