Hello WORLD!
I am in Class and shari is talking about moving her wedding t the spring of 09, and how shari tweaked at her... something about her mom ambushing her at the cottage to change the date... now she's saying something about being out for dinner... i dunno really.. i'm trying to hear what she's saying.. but it's kinda hard.. class is loud.. but occasionally i catch pieces of what she's saying.. .... ya i've no idea what she's talking about........... lol. she's really animated about it though.. and sharon just keeps saying 'ya- mhm- ya -ok' i really dont think she's listening either... but it's been a solid 5 minutes of shari tweaking about her mom wanting to compromise shit.. and now she's talking about pictures after the ceremony or something... poor shari. i mean, sure i see her mom every night.. but usually we dont talk.. our relationship is more physical.. but apparently shari has to deal with that stuff
anyways, she finally stopped talking.. and i've nothing more to write about as a result.
our teacher is teaching... to a bunch of other kids not in our class.. but he's got a picture of a weird as llama on the bored.. very funny looking. fuck off sharon.. bitch just hated on me for mashing the shit out of the keyboard.. whore.. now her and shari are talking about the font they like. brb ok back.. no idea what font it is.. it is nice though.. although.. the effect is ruined since it's on the 90210 website.. lol.. oh there the llama is back on the screen.. fucking weird ass looking thing.. kinda like sharon's mom.
speaking of..
kellan sends his regards to everyone and encourages all to go and see his movie Twilight. Which.. of course I will.
so.... i think that's about it for now.. rather bored with writing this. just a note on szabi's life... he's looking up pictures of hands no google... to each his or her own i suppose .
so... another hour here, then 3 more hours of aviva.. should be fun.
anyways szabi is now looking at pictures of a cat named dina.. and it's cute as shit.
ok i'm closing this blog now.. because i need to watch youtube videos of owls.. his wing is broken.. poor thing..
ok.. now our teach is putting a picture of george bush on the llama.. time to end this blog.
laters
Monday, August 11, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
Hany
So currently it's 8:47am and I am sitting in my Printing Press class. I am bored out of my fucking mind, and as a result I'm on here.. writing to the world.
What am I writing about? Nothing. Why? Because there is nothing to be said. I have hit a wall. I cannot think/process new information. Perhaps it's the sound of his voice. Perhaps it's the fact that he has yet to look at the class... or maybe it's because I am too fucking tired to give a shit...
Either way, this has me wondering... what if, hypothetically of course, I failed Printing Press? I mean, honestly failed. Marks come back, and I get a note saying I cannot continue because I have failed. Well, as ridiculous as this sounds.. it is indeed quite possible. For you see, apparently we have learned 3.. or was it 4? ... perhaps 5 methods of creating a PDF. (Clearly I don't know any) Apparently this is an important process... one that you cant learn without proper instruction, and one to which I say, "Fuck that."
As I look around the room, I notice that I am not alone in my thinking. Every now and then someone will look up and pretend to know what's going on... but from my seat here in the back row, I can tell that no one does care. And why should they? We signed up for graphic design, not printing 101. I suppose knowing this can't hurt.. but learning it sure does.
So as you can clearly tell, I really do not have anything to say.. but I'd rather be sitting here typing nonsense than paying attention, and learning how to make a watermark.
In other news, Section E finally responded. That was all I had to look forward to this morning.. and it did not disappoint. Turns out, they do love me! I will be making contact with them over the remaining term and hopefully come term 4, I'll be wearing the ring.
Until another day my blogging friends. Let the magic continue.
Peace.
(You lost the game)
What am I writing about? Nothing. Why? Because there is nothing to be said. I have hit a wall. I cannot think/process new information. Perhaps it's the sound of his voice. Perhaps it's the fact that he has yet to look at the class... or maybe it's because I am too fucking tired to give a shit...
Either way, this has me wondering... what if, hypothetically of course, I failed Printing Press? I mean, honestly failed. Marks come back, and I get a note saying I cannot continue because I have failed. Well, as ridiculous as this sounds.. it is indeed quite possible. For you see, apparently we have learned 3.. or was it 4? ... perhaps 5 methods of creating a PDF. (Clearly I don't know any) Apparently this is an important process... one that you cant learn without proper instruction, and one to which I say, "Fuck that."
As I look around the room, I notice that I am not alone in my thinking. Every now and then someone will look up and pretend to know what's going on... but from my seat here in the back row, I can tell that no one does care. And why should they? We signed up for graphic design, not printing 101. I suppose knowing this can't hurt.. but learning it sure does.
So as you can clearly tell, I really do not have anything to say.. but I'd rather be sitting here typing nonsense than paying attention, and learning how to make a watermark.
In other news, Section E finally responded. That was all I had to look forward to this morning.. and it did not disappoint. Turns out, they do love me! I will be making contact with them over the remaining term and hopefully come term 4, I'll be wearing the ring.
Until another day my blogging friends. Let the magic continue.
Peace.
(You lost the game)
Thursday, June 5, 2008
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