Chair maddness....

I have to build a chair for my 3D Design class which is due tomorrow. It has to made out of regular cardboard without nails or tape or glue or anything holding it together besides the cardboard itself. I've got 3/4ths of the chair built already but I just can't get myself motivated to build the rest. It's so fucking complicated. I should really get a move on about it, but I can't find the energy. My creativity and drive has run out.
I'll be in a better mood tomorrow... after Smallville... and seeing James Marsters and his nekkid ass.

Chair maddness....

I have to build a chair for my 3D Design class which is due tomorrow. It has to made out of regular cardboard without nails or tape or glue or anything holding it together besides the cardboard itself. I've got 3/4ths of the chair built already but I just can't get myself motivated to build the rest. It's so fucking complicated. I should really get a move on about it, but I can't find the energy. My creativity and drive has run out.
I'll be in a better mood tomorrow... after Smallville... and seeing James Marsters and his nekkid ass.

God's laughing in my face right now.

I finished my chair... Then, it fucking broke to pieces. Two full weeks worth of work. Two weeks of work while neglecting other classes just to fucking please this professor who obviously never liked my ideas about art from the start of term. Fuck, fuck, fuck! How in God's name am I going to rebuild two weeks worth of work in less than 9 hours? I'm about ready to rip my hair out.

God's laughing in my face right now.

I finished my chair... Then, it fucking broke to pieces. Two full weeks worth of work. Two weeks of work while neglecting other classes just to fucking please this professor who obviously never liked my ideas about art from the start of term. Fuck, fuck, fuck! How in God's name am I going to rebuild two weeks worth of work in less than 9 hours? I'm about ready to rip my hair out.

Bastard chair gods.

The chair was completed AGAIN at 4:37 AM... at which point it broke AGAIN. Being as industrious as I am and how the base of the chair supported my weight and never broke (it was only the seat that was giving me problems), I just made a short padded covering for the base from the broken seat. It now works and supports my weight freely. I got four hours of sleep in which I had the greatest dream about Spike ever, and I got up at 8:30 AM to take it to the art building (just to give myself enough time to secure its place in the storage room), and now I'm back in my room to await the start of class at 11:20 (my LJ clock timer thingy is an hour ahead of what time it is where I am). My stomach is killing me with stupid butterflies (my nerves are quite frayed at the moment, understandably, and my hands are having a hard time not shaking). I just want this day over with so I can watch frickin' Smallville. I don't care if I get a D on the chair; I just want to see Jim-dear at his new job. *wishes she had a hurt!Spike to cuddle*

Bastard chair gods.

The chair was completed AGAIN at 4:37 AM... at which point it broke AGAIN. Being as industrious as I am and how the base of the chair supported my weight and never broke (it was only the seat that was giving me problems), I just made a short padded covering for the base from the broken seat. It now works and supports my weight freely. I got four hours of sleep in which I had the greatest dream about Spike ever, and I got up at 8:30 AM to take it to the art building (just to give myself enough time to secure its place in the storage room), and now I'm back in my room to await the start of class at 11:20 (my LJ clock timer thingy is an hour ahead of what time it is where I am). My stomach is killing me with stupid butterflies (my nerves are quite frayed at the moment, understandably, and my hands are having a hard time not shaking). I just want this day over with so I can watch frickin' Smallville. I don't care if I get a D on the chair; I just want to see Jim-dear at his new job. *wishes she had a hurt!Spike to cuddle*

Saddness.

My chair didn't fall apart, and it worked quite well though I probably failed the project just because it didn't look pretty. If it worked, why the hell does it have to look aesthetically pleasing? Half the high design furniture nowadays is ugly as fuck!
And I didn't see the nekkid ass of James. No nekkid sexy man ass for Fender. I sat all the way through that God-awful show for nothing, not even a new promo. *cries*

Saddness.

My chair didn't fall apart, and it worked quite well though I probably failed the project just because it didn't look pretty. If it worked, why the hell does it have to look aesthetically pleasing? Half the high design furniture nowadays is ugly as fuck!
And I didn't see the nekkid ass of James. No nekkid sexy man ass for Fender. I sat all the way through that God-awful show for nothing, not even a new promo. *cries*