saturday

foggy morning,
amelia had a good long nap,
and i started making valentines.

that really bad dream where you forget your clothes or something

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today i went to my 2:00 class, (after missing last wednesday's class for legit reasons) and i got there a little early, thinking i'd spend a little time working on this project...
i walked by the classroom and people were pinning up their work for a critique. An EFFING CRITIQUE. my project was maybe 40% finished. i about crapped myself. how did i forget that the project was due today!?!?! this has never happened to me before. i was FREAKING out. so i left, & went to the computer lab and worked on my project, the whole time i'm thinking about how this is the first day of the new year and how you spend the first day of the new year sets the tone for the rest of the year, ugh, god, and i didn't want to have my new year be like this!
so, after a few hours, i'm about 90% done with this project and i was just going to leave and go home to freak out and have jake help me email the professor some excuse of why i hadn't come to class in two days and missed the final critique, & i walk out of the computer lab & my professor is down the hall stepping into his office! my first instinct was to duck my head and walk away as fast as i could, & that's exactly what i did. but then i had this overwhelming urge to grow some balls and go talk to him. tell him i'd screwed up. i was so scared, this professor is not the most friendly understanding type of guy-- but its the new year, i'm setting the tone, so i went back to his office, & i knocked on the door, and went in there and talked to him, & you know what? It was fine. there was nothing to be afraid of. he didn't yell at me or get mad, he's even going to let me turn in the work on wednesday, and he was glad that i came in to talk to him.
happy new year, happy year of the ox.

Raar, Meow, Woof Woof, Thppbt

Raar, Meow, Woof Woof, Thppbt, originally uploaded by jake_mrtnz.

this is neither art nor fart, but needs to be shared....