Stressssssssssss.
I have 32 pages of drawings to redo because apparently 13 weeks into a 15 week class is the perfect time to tell your student that you want them to redo their entire book. And I still have 4 books to hardback bind, a big oil painting that I haven't even started yet, a test, a couple of papers, three giant popup/paper engineering projects that need to be functional and done in full color illustrations, a hiking backpack with frame that I need to build from scratch, and then I have to get all of that photographed and the images mounted on boards for a show. All due at various points in the next two weeks.
And yesterday some of the staff thought it would be funny to prank us by lying about when stuff was due and capturing our reactions on camera. I thought they were serious, and broke down crying because they were telling me they were moving up the finals and my first reaction was "I just failed everything this semester, there's no way I can get that done on time." And apparently my reaction was so hilarious to them that it's now being shown in part of a video loop playing on a bunch of TVs all over campus. So everyone at school gets to watch me having a meltdown over and over and over. Because apparently me crying is funny, guys!
TLDR; I fucking hate people.
*...curls into a ball in the corner and cries*
Boyfriend is coming over tonight to try to cheer me up. Not sure if it's just a futile effort right now.
I have 32 pages of drawings to redo because apparently 13 weeks into a 15 week class is the perfect time to tell your student that you want them to redo their entire book. And I still have 4 books to hardback bind, a big oil painting that I haven't even started yet, a test, a couple of papers, three giant popup/paper engineering projects that need to be functional and done in full color illustrations, a hiking backpack with frame that I need to build from scratch, and then I have to get all of that photographed and the images mounted on boards for a show. All due at various points in the next two weeks.
And yesterday some of the staff thought it would be funny to prank us by lying about when stuff was due and capturing our reactions on camera. I thought they were serious, and broke down crying because they were telling me they were moving up the finals and my first reaction was "I just failed everything this semester, there's no way I can get that done on time." And apparently my reaction was so hilarious to them that it's now being shown in part of a video loop playing on a bunch of TVs all over campus. So everyone at school gets to watch me having a meltdown over and over and over. Because apparently me crying is funny, guys!
TLDR; I fucking hate people.
*...curls into a ball in the corner and cries*
Boyfriend is coming over tonight to try to cheer me up. Not sure if it's just a futile effort right now.

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