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Sep. 10th, 2012 09:42 pmSo. Classes. So far, nothing that's outside my sphere of ability. I don't really want to use the grinder to shape a tool, but I suppose I must, so I'll do that and get it over with. Ech.
A simple template gave me woes but it did so for everyone because it was SO badly laid out I'd have been better served re drafting it, but I only realized this today. Its due tomorrow. I managed to think my way out of that disaster and will go in and clean it up before handing it in.
Genessa. Oh deary deary dear. Today she was in WHINGE mode, and we get it, sweetie, you're just ever so tiny and delicate and special that you need special tools and materials and attention. Guess what, buttercup: I don't fucking CARE. you whinged all class how the graver handle was just so goshdarnit too big for your wee buttercup self and I do NOT care. Like, I just didn't restock my "give a fuck about Genessa" tanks over the summer. STOP FUCKING WHINING and telling me how you plan to beg "daaaaaddddeeee" for tools. Not. Giving. A shit. Not a single fuck to give.
At least there's production and another class of mine she's not in, thank the fucking gods for that, and she's in another studio so when she comes to me holding this newly made graver ( for engraving and stone setting) like she birthed it herself, I just shrugged and walked away, because I was stressing to fuck over the work I had to do. Bitch, call me when you make something impressive, not the simple tool we ALL make.
There's a first year kid in my studio playing all emo and deep and prattled on about his broken long distance relationship. I half expected tears. The girls are swooning over this like whoa. Time to bring the big earphones and tune out. ( I'm in a cluster of us second and third years that don't fit in the other studios. This is what happens when you over-enroll students.) they do expect a hard washout of the first years, but there's NO room right now. its insane.
Came home, dead zonk for 2.5 hrs. Just...floored tired.
Tomorrow is Industry SKILLLS which is basically goldsmithing, hinges, and shaped forms and I'm really trying to make sure the work I do is the flat out best I got, and upside genessa won't set foot in that studio I'm in so more better for me. I have a workschedule that's not massive amounts of classwork, few exams and quizzes, more "show us what you got".
Still fracked about the template but whatever.
So I'll go do some writing work, and go in tomorrow before class to fix it up and all will be just fine. knowing now that they grade some of us on a higher standard is good to know. I'm good at what i do.
A simple template gave me woes but it did so for everyone because it was SO badly laid out I'd have been better served re drafting it, but I only realized this today. Its due tomorrow. I managed to think my way out of that disaster and will go in and clean it up before handing it in.
Genessa. Oh deary deary dear. Today she was in WHINGE mode, and we get it, sweetie, you're just ever so tiny and delicate and special that you need special tools and materials and attention. Guess what, buttercup: I don't fucking CARE. you whinged all class how the graver handle was just so goshdarnit too big for your wee buttercup self and I do NOT care. Like, I just didn't restock my "give a fuck about Genessa" tanks over the summer. STOP FUCKING WHINING and telling me how you plan to beg "daaaaaddddeeee" for tools. Not. Giving. A shit. Not a single fuck to give.
At least there's production and another class of mine she's not in, thank the fucking gods for that, and she's in another studio so when she comes to me holding this newly made graver ( for engraving and stone setting) like she birthed it herself, I just shrugged and walked away, because I was stressing to fuck over the work I had to do. Bitch, call me when you make something impressive, not the simple tool we ALL make.
There's a first year kid in my studio playing all emo and deep and prattled on about his broken long distance relationship. I half expected tears. The girls are swooning over this like whoa. Time to bring the big earphones and tune out. ( I'm in a cluster of us second and third years that don't fit in the other studios. This is what happens when you over-enroll students.) they do expect a hard washout of the first years, but there's NO room right now. its insane.
Came home, dead zonk for 2.5 hrs. Just...floored tired.
Tomorrow is Industry SKILLLS which is basically goldsmithing, hinges, and shaped forms and I'm really trying to make sure the work I do is the flat out best I got, and upside genessa won't set foot in that studio I'm in so more better for me. I have a workschedule that's not massive amounts of classwork, few exams and quizzes, more "show us what you got".
Still fracked about the template but whatever.
So I'll go do some writing work, and go in tomorrow before class to fix it up and all will be just fine. knowing now that they grade some of us on a higher standard is good to know. I'm good at what i do.
