Showing posts with label stressing the fuck out. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stressing the fuck out. Show all posts

Friday, July 1, 2011

begin again

I got fired last week and at first I took it pretty badly. I stomped out of there in a huff, haha. But I kept thinking about how I had been working retail for four years now, and that it's good it came to an end. I always told myself to start looking for career-related work but never got around to it until now, really. I just applied for a couple of temporary positions in the HB district/ library, hopefully I 'll get a position. If not, I'll continue looking for other higher paying jobs like bank teller.  I already applied to a couple of banks too. If  I can just make a couple of applications a night, I would be good. job and scholarship applications...

Sunday, March 20, 2011

i'm a mess

stressing out because i can't keep my shit together for art ed. i'm so behind in the paperwork. why do i just go home? why don't i set aside time at school to see the counselors?
and all this time i was telling myself it's because i'm concentrating harder on illustration but let's face it, i'm not. i didn't even submit the portfolio. how is this semester the most overwhelming, when i am only taking 12 units? some kind of anxiety about leaving the school-world? i can't take this.
like my room, so is my self.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

fuckeeeenng lifeee

Hamade's damage is almost $500.
There goes all my fucking money, which doesn't even fucking exist at this time. Not really...

List of things to add to stress:
412: 6 projects
412: research paper
412: folio
407: 3-6 lesson plans
407: folio

goddamn, art ed is giving me shit this semester. thank god i only have one more Carlos class, just one more... just one............................... fuck!

i'm behind in ceramics by one entire project. i guess i'll just have to stay extra extra days for the final project now. i still need to stay on track for enameling. buddhism, i don't even know... pulled a move on the midterm so we'll see. yoga can touch my toes and kiss em.

on top of all this i still have work1 and work2 so yay me, my life, it loves me =( or maybe i hate it and treat it badly.

on the bright side, i have 35 faces to look forward to every week... but only for one more week. and then i won't see them (hopefully i'll get to!) until december. oh no :( my kids :(