posted by
nekare at 01:08pm on 14/06/2007 under design school
In case you guys didn't notice, I had a blast yesterday blogging on Zombie Day. I might have gone slightly overboard, though, because most people's entries were all 'ARGH, ARGH, BRAIIIINS!' and mine were all 'OMG I'M COVERED IN BLOOD I SAW THEM EAT A DOG I'M GOING TO DIE.'
What? I strive for realism. *cough*
Mostly, I was just tried of all the fluffy, happy stuff I've been writing as of lately. I was soooo tempted to tell Gillian about it, though, because he digs zombies big time and I know he would've gotten a kick out of it. I didn't mainly because then I would've wanted to tell him about my zombie entries, and I REALLY don't want him stumbling across this journal. Really.
Anyway, what I really did yesterday was go to my 3-year-old cousin's birthday party. Awww, she looked SO, SO cute wearing her princess costume. :3 And it was a pretty good call not to invite Gillian, because a cousin brought her boyfriend and oh man, but was he interrogated. o_O Poor guy.
Today was the last day of school, whoohoo! And we finally did our t-shirts! I honestly doubted we were going to do it.

Aw, it looks so cute! I bought the wrong size, though, and it's oh so big for me. *sigh* Anyway, making t-shirts is actually pretty simple, although of course, we only tried it at 'una tinta', just one ink color, so I'm sure it must be much more complicated when it involves two or three different colors.
Remember my stupid preprint teacher? The one that faked an arm injury and that hadn't taught us anything at all during the semester? WELL. We asked her to give us our grades over and over again while we were doing the t-shirts, and she kept on saying that she'd do it in a minute, to wait a bit. Anyway, she knows us three (Ana, Nelly and me) have mocked her mercilessly throughout the semester (SHE TOTALLY DESERVES IT, THOUGH), and she decided to take points away from us. So, basically, what she said was something like 'OH, HI, YOU HAVE 98.5/100, BUT I DON'T LIKE YOU SO I'LL TAKE AWAY 10 POINTS FROM YOU.'
Oh, man, the BITCH. I'm actually more giggly about the whole thing than mad, because she's so STUPID, even when she wants to take revenge - she could've taken points from us discreetely by saying 'we didn't participate enough on class' or 'you didn't add the bright red dot I wanted you to have on the last page of your report' if she was feeling especially petty, but really, saying it out like that was such a LAME way to handle things. We bitched and bitched and bitched and hopefully she won't take that many points away.
I mean, I know I deserve a bit of that - I've been quite the little bitch with her this semester, but she's just being ridiculous, especially because her class was one of the lamest, most absurd ones I've had in my life.
What? I strive for realism. *cough*
Mostly, I was just tried of all the fluffy, happy stuff I've been writing as of lately. I was soooo tempted to tell Gillian about it, though, because he digs zombies big time and I know he would've gotten a kick out of it. I didn't mainly because then I would've wanted to tell him about my zombie entries, and I REALLY don't want him stumbling across this journal. Really.
Anyway, what I really did yesterday was go to my 3-year-old cousin's birthday party. Awww, she looked SO, SO cute wearing her princess costume. :3 And it was a pretty good call not to invite Gillian, because a cousin brought her boyfriend and oh man, but was he interrogated. o_O Poor guy.
Today was the last day of school, whoohoo! And we finally did our t-shirts! I honestly doubted we were going to do it.

Aw, it looks so cute! I bought the wrong size, though, and it's oh so big for me. *sigh* Anyway, making t-shirts is actually pretty simple, although of course, we only tried it at 'una tinta', just one ink color, so I'm sure it must be much more complicated when it involves two or three different colors.
Remember my stupid preprint teacher? The one that faked an arm injury and that hadn't taught us anything at all during the semester? WELL. We asked her to give us our grades over and over again while we were doing the t-shirts, and she kept on saying that she'd do it in a minute, to wait a bit. Anyway, she knows us three (Ana, Nelly and me) have mocked her mercilessly throughout the semester (SHE TOTALLY DESERVES IT, THOUGH), and she decided to take points away from us. So, basically, what she said was something like 'OH, HI, YOU HAVE 98.5/100, BUT I DON'T LIKE YOU SO I'LL TAKE AWAY 10 POINTS FROM YOU.'
Oh, man, the BITCH. I'm actually more giggly about the whole thing than mad, because she's so STUPID, even when she wants to take revenge - she could've taken points from us discreetely by saying 'we didn't participate enough on class' or 'you didn't add the bright red dot I wanted you to have on the last page of your report' if she was feeling especially petty, but really, saying it out like that was such a LAME way to handle things. We bitched and bitched and bitched and hopefully she won't take that many points away.
I mean, I know I deserve a bit of that - I've been quite the little bitch with her this semester, but she's just being ridiculous, especially because her class was one of the lamest, most absurd ones I've had in my life.
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only when I read the word "zombies" I calmed down a bit
I was about to check out the news, for a second I thought there was a war going on in Mexico all of sudden.
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Your t-shirt is awesome! I love the placement of it on the shirt itself, the colour is great, and the eye on that face? Freakin' awesome! T-shirt printing is pretty simple, but you're right, it does get a bit tougher with more than one colour. It's simple to block out the areas you don't want printed, but once you start your second colour, you've got to line everything up, which gets tough. That's why I always stuck with a simple design!
So, wait, she actually told you that she was taking marks away because she didn't like you? Isn't that, like, NOT ALLOWED?!
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Aw, thanks. :) Mmm, I do want to try it, but I forgot to buy the, uh, what's the name in English... The thingy one uses to spread the paint with, whatever, and right now I'm somewhat tight on money *sigh*. I would love to someday sell t-shirts or something - a lot of my classmates see it as a horrible job, but if I'm doing it with my designs, I don't see the problem with it.
Well... not quite. She mostly said how she thought our attitude was not appropiate and how she deserved respect even if she was only a couple of years older than us. We have to evaluate the teacher's performance every semester and we, obviously, crushed her to bits (anonymously so the teachers "won't retailate" but we've all seen how well that works), so she's still pretty stingy about the whole thing.
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Ugh. Your teacher sounds like a preposterous loser. You really should've sic'd the zombies on her while you had the chance.
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She really, really is. Haha, I can only imagine her as a zombie, going through undeadness saying 'AAAAARGH, CAN YOU HELP ME TEAR THIS LIMB APART, FELLOW STRONG, MALE ZOMBIE? MY ARM HURTS, YOU SEE.* AAAARGH.'
*she used to do that all the time. Because she's obviously not strong enough to carry a laptop. *eyeroll*