Thursday, January 29, 2015
So I'm kinda nervous about tomorrow...
In class today during Newspaper, we had a guy from the company that is developing our app talking to us about how to use some of the features. It was interesting, and I'm looking forward to seeing how things turn out! After that, however, the staff adviser revealed that even though I thought another girl I worked with this morning and I were able to send the issue to our printer properly, there were several pages that had some sort of "error" and we can't print until next week. She said things about "feelings flying around" and other things of that ilk and that tomorrow, some people would be working on playing with the app software and then others are going to have a lovely private chat with her about all the things that went wrong. There's no way that I am not at this meeting, with my position. I just know something terrible is going to happen and somebody is going to be incredibly upset and tears are probably going to happen somewhere along the line. I've dealt with enough tears in that class this year, whether they're mine or someone else's, and I'm not in the mood to handle even more.
900th Post!!!!
I JUST HAVE TO FILM ONE SCENE AND THEN I AM DONE PRAISE BE!!!!
Also, HOLY CRAP 900 POSTS!!!!!!!!!!
Also, HOLY CRAP 900 POSTS!!!!!!!!!!
1/29/15
Today was atrocious. Well, this morning was really atrocious, the rest of the day was a blur.
So I get up early as can be so I can get to stupid school to read the stupid paper before the stupid printer's stupid deadline. Even still, I'm running late due to traffic. I nearly got killed by an idiotic woman who wouldn't wait for me to pass her before she switched lanes who nearly drove into the passenger's side engine of my car. Thankfully, I'm quick to get on my horn and gave her an earful. I actually rode her tail for a while, blaring my horn. I always do that to people who try to kill me. After that, I may have been caught by a traffic camera in Akron on my way to school. I was accelerating after a stop sign and saw a bright flash of light from a large Plexiglas box and knew I was done for.
None of this would have happened if I hadn't been manipulated by this girl. None of it! I was rushing to get up the hill to school because I knew that if I was late she'd be so so angry and would not hesitate to publicly berate me. I get to the room, holding back tears from my frustrating drive in, my guilt from having to lie to the one girl, and the shitty feeling of being manipulated. SHE WASN'T EVEN THERE!!!!!! The nerve of her, to manipulate me and hurt me like that and send me through this pile of shit to not even show up!!!!!! I didn't even end up having to do anything for the paper anyways. I was just a warm body in the room. I could have been a warm body in bed, and for that I am incredibly angry.
So I get up early as can be so I can get to stupid school to read the stupid paper before the stupid printer's stupid deadline. Even still, I'm running late due to traffic. I nearly got killed by an idiotic woman who wouldn't wait for me to pass her before she switched lanes who nearly drove into the passenger's side engine of my car. Thankfully, I'm quick to get on my horn and gave her an earful. I actually rode her tail for a while, blaring my horn. I always do that to people who try to kill me. After that, I may have been caught by a traffic camera in Akron on my way to school. I was accelerating after a stop sign and saw a bright flash of light from a large Plexiglas box and knew I was done for.
None of this would have happened if I hadn't been manipulated by this girl. None of it! I was rushing to get up the hill to school because I knew that if I was late she'd be so so angry and would not hesitate to publicly berate me. I get to the room, holding back tears from my frustrating drive in, my guilt from having to lie to the one girl, and the shitty feeling of being manipulated. SHE WASN'T EVEN THERE!!!!!! The nerve of her, to manipulate me and hurt me like that and send me through this pile of shit to not even show up!!!!!! I didn't even end up having to do anything for the paper anyways. I was just a warm body in the room. I could have been a warm body in bed, and for that I am incredibly angry.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
Kinda funny how the scholarship essay I'm working on right now is all about optimism when I'm incredibly pessimistic and nihilistic! It's kinda strange how I'll always try to convince myself that I'm an optimist. Maybe a part of me believes that if I say it enough, it'll happen! I guess that's optimism in and of itself...
Things just got infinitely worse...
Guess what?! MORE NEWSPAPER BULLSHIT!
That's correct- the whole situation just keeps getting worse and worse and worse! So you remember how I wasn't supposed to let the girl whose editorial got pulled know that it happened or else World War IV would happen? Well she asked me if things were finished and if she could come in early to help finish putting the issue together. Ordinarily, this would have been just fine! Except if she came in early, she'd learn all about what happened with her editorial...
So, my staff adviser and the girl who gave me the instructions in the first place instructed me to lie my way out of it. I did, and I feel atrocious for it. This girl who wrote the article was so passionate about it and worked incredibly hard revising it to fit the standards that we thought our school's administration could stomach, but no. I feel bad, I don't want her to become discouraged.
And after that, I get guilted into giving up the one good thing that was going to happen to me this week- Late start Thursday. I now have to be at school by 7:30 to read over the paper since "I haven't been doing my job as an editor and making the time sacrifices for this paper."
I never felt so low in so long.
That's correct- the whole situation just keeps getting worse and worse and worse! So you remember how I wasn't supposed to let the girl whose editorial got pulled know that it happened or else World War IV would happen? Well she asked me if things were finished and if she could come in early to help finish putting the issue together. Ordinarily, this would have been just fine! Except if she came in early, she'd learn all about what happened with her editorial...
So, my staff adviser and the girl who gave me the instructions in the first place instructed me to lie my way out of it. I did, and I feel atrocious for it. This girl who wrote the article was so passionate about it and worked incredibly hard revising it to fit the standards that we thought our school's administration could stomach, but no. I feel bad, I don't want her to become discouraged.
And after that, I get guilted into giving up the one good thing that was going to happen to me this week- Late start Thursday. I now have to be at school by 7:30 to read over the paper since "I haven't been doing my job as an editor and making the time sacrifices for this paper."
I never felt so low in so long.
UGGGGGGGH
I am attempting to get an ad to work on this blog, but the thing is I don't know anything about HTML, which is the only way to get anywhere with placing ads. I'm really annoyed because I'm DESPERATELY trying to understand how it works, but I'm just not getting anywhere and I'm frustrated as all get out!
1/28/15
Today has been a pretty rough day. All day I've been super-stressed out with newspaper stuff, and I'm really annoyed with everyone there. They ask me for help in things that are not my expertise and don't use me for any other purposes, then since I can't help them on the stuff that they're always scrambling to do, they bitch about me behind my back and I'm sick of it. I just want to leave that class. And the rest of the staff simply doesn't work and goofs off all the time, which is incredibly annoying. Like today we asked a girl to come up with a caption to accompany the picture that was with her story, and when there were five minutes left in class and we asked her if she could tell us the caption, she had forgotten about it entirely! It's even the littlest things that drive me crazy there.
The rest of the school day was ehhhhh. Nothing really exciting or wonderful happened. I honestly felt like I was dragging around an empty shell of myself from class to class. I'm probably just tired, but I just feel pretty down today.
I had a fair amount of homework to do, but then on my ride home one of the girls on the paper called me and said that our editorial page was pulled by our school administration, so now I have to write a few short news stories on top of all the other things I had to do. It's wonderful, REALLY!
The rest of the school day was ehhhhh. Nothing really exciting or wonderful happened. I honestly felt like I was dragging around an empty shell of myself from class to class. I'm probably just tired, but I just feel pretty down today.
I had a fair amount of homework to do, but then on my ride home one of the girls on the paper called me and said that our editorial page was pulled by our school administration, so now I have to write a few short news stories on top of all the other things I had to do. It's wonderful, REALLY!
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
I AM IN A FIGHTING MOOD RIGHT NOW OH MY GOODNESS
GAHHHHHH SO ONE OF MY CLOSE FRIENDS IS GETTING ATTACKED BY A BUNCH OF REPUBLICAN WOMEN'S ACCOUNTS ON TWITTER FOR SIMPLY TWEETING A SCREENSHOT OF THE DEFINITION OF FUCKING FEMINISM LIKE I COULD SMASH MY HEAD AGAINST A WALL!!!!!! AND THEN SOME GIRL FROM HER SCHOOL HAS THE NERVE TO SEND SOME OF THESE ACCOUNTS THE EMAIL ADDRESSES OF THE SCHOOL PRINCIPAL AND THE SENIOR CLASS PRINCIPAL (BECAUSE THEIR SCHOOL IS HUGE) TO SEEK PUNISHMENT FOR THIS GIRL WHO DID ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY NOTHING WRONG BUT TRY TO DEFEND HERSELF FROM THESE IMBECILE WOMEN. I COULD PUNCH A BEAR RIGHT NOW. TRY ME!!!!!!
1/27/15
I'm not in a very good mood today. Nothing truly terrible happened, I'm just grumpy and hungry and annoyed by practically everything.
Monday, January 26, 2015
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