SO LONG Spr07

[blustocking]

Good christ I'm tired.

I am not so good with the makey words today but I feel the need to just spew some whiny bullshit for awhile before I finally go to bed. Today was such a crap day. 2 Art History essays back-to-back, then dealing with the fucking kids they hired at the Financial Aid office, then the inconsiderate assholes who populate all of Wescoe AND NEVER HOLD A GODDAMNED DOOR, then 2 hours of attempting to finish one of my sculpture pieces for crit tomorrow, then 2 and a half hours of TWO Modern American Novel essays (which, for once, I completely fucked up on) and then back to A&D for 3 hours of more attempting to finish sculptures. Finally, I just gave up. It's to that point. Not going to finish the "packet" or the "art map" I'm supposed to have. But I'm not the only one, so I feel better about that. Quite seriously, FUCK IT.

There are just some days where you should have just stayed at home. Unfortunately that was today.

Tomorrow evening, I will be so effing glad this semester is over.
Four graduation parties on Saturday, Old Canes @ the Replay, new job on Monday.

Woowoo.

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[motherevol.livejournal.com]

Oh, New Job On Monday. I like that Duran Duran song.

[livingimpaired.livejournal.com]

I know the feeling. I skipped class 2 weeks in a row and finally showed up last night for about a half hour - if even. I'm so over it, it's not even funny.

Plans for summer break?

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'm just so tired of...of what....I don't know. I don't want to say "making art" but I'm tired of art school. Maybe that's it.

Yeah, work work work, more classes, work work work. And hopefully, drink drink drink. ;)

You?

I'm doubting my ability to make it to Con this year. And in my current pathetic and sad state, am becoming wistful over past Cons, knowing it would be very different.