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Chico and I are back at work today. He’s currently sniffing the floor with some kind of mission and I’m really paranoid that he’s going to pee. Usually sniffing this intense leads to pee.
On another note, my phone service has been suspended due to me being in graduate school and having no money. I’m looking on the bright side: it will be nice to have a break from my phone. On the down side, I might have no idea what is going on on New Year’s Eve. The only thing more depressing than having no plans on NYE is having no plans on Christmas. For reals.
I hope you had a lovely Christmas or Winter Solstice or whatever you celebrate. Here’s a highlight from my celebration:
My family is insane about out-bowing each other on gifts. I think my mom started it and now everyone is making all of these insane bows–different types with different cool materials and it’s out of control. They will also save bows from years past (mostly my moms) so there may be bows from 5 years ago on some of these packages, but at least there is a bow, damn it!
It’s a tradition for me to put them all on my head. I tried to get out of it this year, but there was some heckling and they kept throwing the bows at me anyway, so.
This is the first official day of my break. From school. Yesterday was my first day of break from classes, but I had to work at the school, so.
I don’t know what to do with myself today. I have a list of things I need to get done (wrap all gifts, clean my room [it's horrible in there, I think I'm going to move to the couch and pretend it's not happening], make pasta salad, find some kind of birthday present for a friend, read a million books on type, catch up on google reader, blah, blah, blah) but I woke up with cold/flu/death yesterday. Being sick only aids my laziness, now I have a good reason to lay on the couch all day. If cleaning my room wasn’t on my list of things to get done, I might be a little more motivated to get things done, but that just eclipses everything. Even graduate school deadlines don’t encourage me to clean. I wish I were a clean freak.
I moved all of the gifts that need wrapping to the living room and have placed them strategically around the couch and I took some tylenol. I’m hoping having to step over them to leave the couch will encourage me to wrap them and put them under the tree. We’ll see how this works out. I’ll keep you updated (maybe).
Are you watching American Horror Story? If you are and you’re confused or if you are and you don’t think you’re confused but you are, I found some great articles that made me realize everyone is confused.
Have a great Friday!
My internet is slow, it’s a ho!
I hate it and I want it to know.
I’m trying to watch vide–oooooos!
Because I’m angry and blue
And I have no reason to
be.
I have a project due today. A project for a class that has me living in fear. I literally started crying in classes 3 DAYS IN A ROW last week because of this class. All of my teachers probably think I’m emotionally unstable, which I am a little at this point. Because of this hell class. Last week, we (as a collective class) were berated for 2 hours about how lazy we are and how we’re not trying and how much we suck and on and on and on. It would be funny if it were happening to someone else. The stuff that was coming out of this guy’s mouth was like stuff from a movie teacher. He said something along the lines of, “Your illustration skills are just not up to par, I hope these are stand in illustrations and you get a real illustrator to do them for you.”
Did that sink in?
Insulted on top of the insult. And remember, I did the illustrations and I’m not working hard enough. According to this dude. Because my illustrations are terrible.
This class has me rethinking my whole life. I’m having an existential breakdown. I’m all, who am I? What am I doing here? Maybe I’ll drop out and become an escort because if I suck as a designer, that’s the only job I’ll be able to get. See what I mean?
So, where am I going with this…we have to redesign the packaging for this. The bottle, not the bar. Those little white lines on the label are type. Cultish, weird stuff about the Moral ABCs. And we have to keep all of the type. Everyone not doing the project seems to think it’ll be “fun.” Guess what? It’s not. It’s hellacious.
I’ve been working hard and designing my label. Everything was going great and I had it done after working on it for 4 or 5 days. Days. Then I started staring at it. And hating it. I would show you a picture, but at this point, I hate it so much that I’m too embarrassed. ‘hipster sigh’ Design school is hard. Now I don’t know what to do. Redesign or keep it and if I want to redesign, what do I do with it? I just don’t know.
Working away
Day 1: My horrible packaging. 6 months ago I would’ve thought this was great, this school is breaking me.
Day 3: What has become my whole life.
{Don’t forget, only one more day to enter the Shabby Apple giveaway}
Yesterday, I went tubing. It was super fun.
We had a great conversation about a guy that carries a lemon to the party when he’s about to get busy with a girl. He puts some lemon on his hand, touches the girl, and if it stings her, he knows she has an STD and not to mess with her. Totally logical, right? Right.
We laughed about this for about an hour. And then the joke went for the rest of the day. We even came up with a plan fortesting for STDs with lemons and testing people for drugs with them and when you get ready for a date, all you need is a condom and a bag of lemons. We were out of control.
I cut some bangs for myself. I can’t decide if I like them yet. I feel like I spend half my life with bangs and the other half hating them and growing them out. The grass is always greener.
BUT, I decided, I’m growing my hair out. I’m tired of not being able to put it in a pony tail. It is driving my crazy! So, this is my declaration!
Have a great Monday!
Top: Ann Taylor Loft Shorts: Old Navy Shoes: Minnetonka All jewelry from Lovely Bug
I had a nice holiday on Monday. But it stormed. For half of the day. Beautiful, sunny, hot. Then, around 2, clouds came in. And thunder. But, it’s Atlanta, it does that every day. No worries. There will still be fireworks. Nope. It stormed for the rest of the day, complete with wind and a bad attitude frowny face from me.
I was able to get some great pictures before the storm clouds rolled in.
Publix cupcakes, yo! Srsly, Publix cupcakes are the best cupcakes on earth. The icing is amazing and the cake is so moist (yes, I’m cringing that I just used that word, too).
Chico was doing his usual staring at me and not telling me what he wanted routine. He looked adorable, so I had to snap a pic.
My mom and dad are amazing garenders and they love to work in the yard. My mom’s flowers are absolutely gorgeous and I just had to share. Notice, most of the flowers are red, white and blue.
Aren’t they just to die for? It’s so lovely to sit on the back porch and read.
I love this little UGA’s face (the bulldog). He’s is so cute and pouty and all of us dog owners have seen this face on our own pooch. There are two of them, another one is on the driveway. I used to think they were moving him around (it’s a long story, but this isn’t a ridiculous thought) and then I realized that was silly for them to move him so often (by “them” I mean “my dad”). He’s fun to photograph (the statue, not my dad. My dad is a pain to take pictures of).
These are my mom’s rose bushes. They are so beautiful. As a kid, I hated picking the black spot off of them. They’re pokey! But, after years of tender love and care, they have grown into beautiful, big flowers. I’m so proud of my mom for persisting! And, the arbor is something she envisioned for the gate and had made. Isn’t it pretty?
What’d you do for the 4th?
(Don’t forget to enter my giveaway from Shabby Apple!)
Have a great Tuesday!
The feeling the day after a deadline is such a good one. While the relief hasn’t quite caught up to me yet, I know I can lay around and do nothing all day and I won’t be getting behind on anything. It’s a lovely feeling. Just lovely. My friend and I got back from the pool a bit ago. sigh Just taking some time to enjoy the summer for the first time since I was 15 (when I started working).
I had an interesting night last night, friends. I hung out with some friend from school. We sat at a bar and talked about how happy we are to be done and how hard we worked this quarter and how insane the past week was and how exhausted we all are. It was nice. And, the bar had the window open. A wall size window. So, of course, we kept jumping in and out of it. Then, I knew I had plans later, so instead of driving 40 minutes home, I just parked my car in a busy area. Somehow, I fell asleep. I was playing with my cell phone, amping up my Angry Birds skills and al of a sudden it was 2:30 am and I was awoken with a beep from my cell phone. From Dude (that’s what we’ll call him at this point). It was just an address. I sent back a question mark. He told me to come there.
Being to tired, sleep deprived and groggy from waking up, I typed the address into the TomTom and texted I was on my way. A few minutes later, I received a text from another, unknown number asking me if I was coming. I said yes.
When I got there, I was in an unknown neighborhood in front of a HUGE, dark house. And by dark, I mean completely dark. No street lamps were on, no lights from neighbors houses. It was intense. I was a little afraid to get out of my car. Since the random number seemed to now be in charge of the situation, I texted, “I’m outside.” ”Come in,” was the response I got. ”I’m not getting off the couch.” (So, sweet) I looked at the house and then I texted, “Who is this?” “Dude”
Stupidly, I got out of the car and walked up the dark lawn. As previously mentioned, I am terrified of the dark. Looking back on it now, I think it was the grogginess which allowed me to do this. I walked up the driveway and up onto the porch. ”I’m at the front door,” I texted. ”Come in” was all I got back. So I did. I followed the sounds of a horror movie into a living room with four boys sitting in the dark surrounded by beer cans.
The end.
P.S. I’m too lazy to read back over this for typos, so, sorry.
It’s here. And in full swing. We’re talking crazy, people. And about crazy people my wonderful classmates. But, this week I totally made this at 2 am:
Which I feel is really cute. Others might disagree.
School is insane. People aren’t sleeping for days on end, which makes them kind of fun. I, personally, can’t do that. I just can’t. I can do one night and then stay up reasonably late the next night and that it really pushing it. I’ll pretty much have to sleep for 3 days to make up for it. These people are doing 5 nights in a row with no naps, very little food and almost no sanity.
My crazy card came out in a huge way last night. I’m just going to say it involved lots of embarrassing texts (for me), a drop by (did I really do that), then laughing hysterically about it with a friend at a coffee shop.
I have something really fun coming up when I get finished with it, here is a little sneak peak:
Have a great Wednesday!
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