Wednesday, November 30, 2005

So there I was....

... making a total arse of myself.

To be fair, it wasn't my fault. It's because of this school's ridiculous computers, Adobe Illustrator and Mark Renaud. They, combined, have decided to torture me with this dumb logo design project.

I'm currently at school fighting my way through the incomprehensible mess that is Illustrator. It doesnt help that the computers don't actually have enough ram to save things properly. and it doesnt help that it's due in two days and I am irritated as all hell.

back to me making an arse of me (which is all you guys really want to hear about). So I burst in to the student association office in a rampant rage to vent to Rhonda, who I knew would understand. Much yelling, cursing and gesticulating ensued. And then more yelling. Unfortunatly, everyone else in the room had no idea what I was talking about. So I just looked like another computer illiterate fool ranting about how the "computer screwed them over" when everybody knows it's just them not knowing anything about computers.

BUT THIS WAS NOT THE CASE!!! IT ISNT MY FAULT!!!!

I admit that my ineptness with Illustrator is my own fault (I kind of avoided the lectures because I didn't understand anything. I hear this doesn't help the learning process...). However, the fact that the computer wont save things properly is deirectly related to the fact that this school is out of it's mind. They proudly installed all the newest versions of Illustrator and Photoshop on their archaic computers. So yes, it IS nice to have the newsest versions. But you know what would be even nicer? Computers with AT LEAST the minimum requirements to run them. Guess what?!? WE DONT HAVE THEM. SO leave us with the older versions, thank you very much, and we'll make due.

MORONS!!!!


GAH!!!!


I WANT TO GO BACK TO PHOTOSHOP! Don't WANT to learn new things....


*pants*

Okay, I think I'm done. I should make use of my last hour here before going to Pub night. I shall dance away my sorrows.

In other news, that boy makes me happy as a clam.

(And I want inspiration. I want to create.)

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