stinky feet.

Group projects.

Nothing but disaster.

I am currently involved in at least 4 group projects in 3 of my 4 classes at UWM. They have all caused nothing but trouble. Stress. Anger. Hair-ripping-out. Way too much venting for one person.

Especially my studio. We are building a group model. We have divided the model into sections and everyone is responsible for a portion of something. Except I have been put in ANOTHER group and assigned to work on a part with JB - the FRENCH kid who doesn't understand english, doesn't have a phone number so I can NOT get ahold of him, and works in his dorm room instead of in studio.

Am I expected to sit in my studio all day and night until he shows up so we can collaborate?

No. I worked on what I could and now expect him to do the rest.

But, of course, the ARROGANT, JUDGEMENTAL, IGNORANT ASSHOLES blame me. ME.

ALWAYS ME.

We are also working a booklet of all of our work throughout the semester thus far.

Again, in pairs.

My partner is awesome. Nick. But he was gone this weekend, so I finished all the graphics of our portion of the booklet, and he is working out the text (there is minimal text, which is technically being provided from each individual in the group).

I finished the graphics at 3pm yesturday. The booklet has to be completed this evening. I think I did my part.

Every student also needs to write 100 words about each of the 4 excercises we've worked on. I was the first to write and distribute (via email) these 400 words.

Just now I get an email from Josh mother-fing Lowe (asshole #1) with my name on the list of those who still have not written these summaries.

WHAT!!!

I was the one who sent an email at 2:00 yesturday reminding everyone to do it!!!


AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

so frustrated.

so pissed.

soooooooo gonna kill something. like the mouse in my kitchen.

can i please say fuck now?

390

I am going to vent.

I hate teachers who think they are something worth being on a pedestal.

I am missing a class for NY when we will be giving verbal presentations. On Friday she informed me and Billy that we will have to give the presentations a week early (this Friday) to make up for it and that she would email us what we needed to know. Come yesturday - still no email. Considering the next three days (well, today thru Thursday) will be crazy busy, I emailed her (yesturday) asking for the info needed to do prepare my speech. The email was as follows:

Hey,
I would like to start thinking about and planning my verbalpresentation for Friday, so if you could send me information about it that would be great.
Thank you,
Sarah

Mind you, I was frustrated with the fact that I wasn't able to do it over the weekend, as would make the most sense.

She emailed me back:

Dear Sarah,

I sent it out this morning. If you have any questions plese feel free to ask.

Best,

Kim

PS. As a professional suggestion, I do have a name and would like to be addressed by it.

WOW.

I think that "P.S." is super snotty! Considering she didn't take the time to do what she had told Billy and I that she would AND that every email she has sent so far this year has had some spelling error (including the one sent this morning of the "presentation brief"). Are spelling errors professional?

I THINK NOT!

GAH!

tortuga.

i'm sure i shouldn't say this.

but i feel like things are pointless, i don't think i can be my best or do my best, without him in my life.

whoever he is.

track 3.

architecture 390: not a fun class.

we have been talking a lot about goals and (as if we are still in Dixon's PRIDE program) are supposed to set measurable goals for the purpose of investigating our design process ... blah blah blah

however, all this "goals" discussing has inspired me to apply them to not only my career but, in general, my life.

setting these goals will result in lists, ie: places to go, things to do/accomplish; they will be in random order other than priority-based. somewhat like those "do this before you're 30" type lists. however, i don't want to limit myself to 30. life does not end at 30 (or at least not expectedly in most cases).

here starts my life.

Things to Do
1. Write a book.
2. Make a CD. of myself. not a mix CD. i have done that.
3. Get over Jon.
4. Graduate College.
5. Go to grad school.
6. Document the world via photography. for this, I will need to go to lots of places. that is another list.
7. Get married. Preferably on a boat. to someone I love. who is not ugly.
8. Be in a band. with Kim.
9. Design a kick-ass building. that gets built. i have already designed cool things. but they aren't built.
10. Have a penis for a day.
11. Retract #10. it might make Jerica uncomfortable.

Places to Go
1. England
2. Japan
3. Brazil
4. Africa. specifically that place I can't name at the moment.
5. Austrailia
6. Spain
7. France
8. Scotland
9. Ireland
10. Italy

United States
1. New York (soon to be accomplished)
2. Washington DC
3. Colorado
4. Seatle

People to Meet
1. My husband. hahaha.
2. Eliot Smith. but he is dead.
3. People who I have not yet met who will fulfill an absense in my life. or who will just rock my socks off.
4. Loralee's husband. Tyler.

People to See Again
1. Loralee

to be continued...

punta.

when i get angry i say/do things that are maybe not the most appropriate. i am a bitch. i'd like to say "at least i know it" but i don't know how much credit that gives me. maybe it's better not to know it - then i wouldn't be obligated to be nicer.

i also like to swear.

and my clothes still smell like bar from friday night.

higgidy higgidy.

bushed.

at this point, if you're still in favor of the war, you're an Fing idiot!

ha, beat you to it.