My client actually forgave me. We are still go for the project. I'm happy he did. I should be able to work more this week.
I mainly wrote this section to get it off my chess and a therapy type of thing to be written.
One thing I did want to talk about was I actually kind of cried in class. I accidentally used my phone while he was lecturing and I don't know why I was doing that. I completely forgot why I was on Facebook, when he said, "Really, your texting in class?" And then I said, "I am sorry." I was sorely disappoint because he was the whole reason I came to this school and was the person I met for reviewing my portfolio. He reminded me of Jane when he was talking to my parents when I met him. However, even as a great actor and appreciator, and several years of figure drawing, I still don't love those long hours sessions of gracefully capturing the figure in front of me. I tolerate it. Just like a cat doesn't think petting is great, but they tolerate it.
This all boils up to what he said next. I didn't expect it from a teacher and even when I said sorry.
"You should BE!"
From right then and there, I just didn't want to be in figure drawing that day because I was just trying to suppressed my welled up tears. I would of never expected a teacher to say something like that. He could of ended the conversation right then and there, but I just couldn't take it like that. In the middle of the drawing session, I wanted to go to the bathroom, but I cried in there just so I could be well enough emotionally to try and draw more. If I didn't cry out in the bathroom, I wouldn't of made it strongly after that. To help forget most of it, I went to take a nap at home after the class was over.
So basically, my toleration for that day to draw and come in, and my teacher I looked up to a bit, was what made me welled into tears. However, that wasn't the only thing; it reminds me of my mom. My mom has tiger mom characteristics, and so I kept imagining that what my mom would say. Kid like argument responses. Now I'm forever scarred as the girl who looked at her phone. To think I would love this teacher what I expected, he isn't Jane. Although he is a great, funny and crazy actor, I haven't love figure drawing yet. Its only slight better because I'm slowing down and working. But you know, you opinion in colleges changes and I feel I just want to live. With my parents thinning the moolah I spend, not always loving my class, and everyone prowling to get a job at every opportunity to get a job, its a matter of time before my creativity sucks dry.
But again, everything has a silver lining. I am not as sad about it and by the next week I just focused on me. No one else matters. It will haunt me, but I just have to keep on going. You just gotta learns some to live some because that's the way art life goes.
Back to a high note, I went to a new gathering today. As a review, its not quite as big, but it's expected from the first gathering. The complaints were minor. One thing is that, I know there were volunteers but it didn't seem all that apparent. They kind of sat around and didn't do much other then the Raffle. I was helping a bit despite not being a volunteer, but you know, there were things to do. This also went into things they should of brought and forgot about. Like someone volunteered for cups, but they came way too late. They did bring a cooler, but it was not enough to fill all the sodas and so all the sodas weren't cold and the person refused to open the bag because they wanted to use that bag for ice, but again the person with the cups didn't show up later. Reorganizing the table. But most importantly, the bugs came in. At the end of the day, I had to horde off 6 yellow jackets and successfully killing one with 2 plates (I want to illustrate this later). It was awful, as they dove in for the chicken. I was lucky that I didn't get stung and I felt like one of those fan Dancing girls from China. Those are jobs that volunteers should be doing.
And only like 20 people attended.
Thats pretty much the only bad, but I think as this gathering grows, the problems will be ironed out. I mean I had some type of fun. Check out this photo!
Yep, again I was noodles, but this time the El Manana Version. I am suprise how much the camera soften my face. Its so baby soft. I was worried that I wouldn't get my boots, but I picked up some from the thrift store for $7! Although it doesn't look like hers in the video, it look good on the outfit. You can't expect find the exact pair that your looking for at the last minute. But in the end, I had two people who liked my cosplay and one took a photo. I'm so glad for this wig and how it can work for different version of noodles. Now I also have a new pair of boots too.
Also had fun, when Gambit did some strumming on the guitar. He did hooked on a feeling, paramore, and a song from Guitar Hero World Tour. And of course eating the free food. I scored some free food to take home as well, including a delicious pasta salad.