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| 04.05.06 (11:35 pm) [edit] |
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I lost the really rough drawing that I was going to do my semi-final rendering on. I don't know where it is, I drove all the way back to the parking garage downtown to see if I could find it, but it is gone.
I am going straight to bed and not going to class tomorrow since I'm really not ready. The pre-portfolio revue meeting is a few days earlier than I originally thought which means I've got to work through the weekend and finish whatever little things I have...i think I have...six potentially decent pieces...six of 7-10 +5. Yeah...good... Shit. And I called home to remind everyone how stressed, squelched, and frustrated I am about classes I'm falling behind in, impending portfolio revues, and the fact that there is still not definitive location for this damn wedding, I talk to my mom, happen to mention that all I have eaten today is a Twix (because no where else on campus takes plastic, and the student store doesn't sell healthy food), my mom lectures me about how bad it is not to eat some semblence of a breakfast and how bad it is to not only eat a candy, but only that. I say, "If I'd known you were going to be like this I wouldn't have said anything" at which point she becomes bitchy, doesn't think I'm being respectful of her completely undesired and heated advice and hangs up on me, and in response to an earlier letter, I am being the grown up and sending her an insincere apology. Yeah. Good times. Had to finally tell Kelly I didn't think I was allowed to have any fun for at least a little while... I wish all I had to do was go out to lunch, movies, drink, and look at dresses but I don't. I feel like I am driving full speed towards a brick wall. 51 miserable days till graduation. Current Mood:  this again
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