Ok, so I have finally finished my 1st semester of my 2nd year of University, which I'm really happy about. All I have to do now is pass my studio classes and my critical studies essay, which by the way, was worth 60% of my grade for that class... so fingers crossed... AND then pass my film exam on the 26th of June and then I'm "free", well, at least I will get a clean slate for next semester.
I have set up some rules for myself for next semester when making art, or rather questions to ask myself before I start.
1. Will I still enjoy doing this project later down the track?
2. Will I realistically be able to get it done within the time limit?
3. Will I be able to research the conceptual ideas behind the work?
4. Will I be able to afford the costs of making this art work?
Hopefully if I remember these it will make everything a lot easier
Ok, back to the crying at work...
Basically I've been so run down with Uni and everything and I worked from 12pm-9pm on the Saturday (covering for another girl) which I was rather annoyed about because I was planning to sleep that day. ANYWAY, after that I worked 9am-5pm on the Sunday and basically I was so tired from working so much, and I was standing in the fitting room (I work in the clothing section of a department store) just hanging up on last piece of clothing before I put out a whole load of clothes (which I had just finished hanging and had put on the other wall from where I was standing) and the Duty Manager saw me just with the one piece of clothing and came up to me saying "You're letting the whole team down, your department is a mess and all you're doing is standing there hanging up clothes while everyone else is busting their butts off"... I was so pissed off at this, she didn't even give me a chance to talk she basically just came up, told me this and walked off again!
And just the thing that got me the most of it all was I had been busting my butt all day yesterday and that day too! She just happened to walk passed at the moment when I was hanging up one last bit of clothing and I suppose I must have just looked like I wasn't "doing any work", if she had come along 2 seconds later I wouldn't have even been there because I would have been out putting out all the cloths I had JUST finished putting back on their hangers!
I just REALLY wanted to cut her off and say "How the HELL am I supposed to put clothes back in their places if they're not hung up
ANYWAY, after that while I was putting away the clothes I just got so upset and angry that tears started rolling down my cheeks, I tried my best to hide it but they just keep coming. I ended up ranting to the 3 girls who worked in clothing and the 1st one I just burst out in front of a whole load of customers waiting to try on clothes. It was seriously embarrassing, but I couldn't stop myself.
I don't know (about to go personal) with me, I don't often cry, infact a lot of times even when I really want to I just can't, but if I do end up crying I cannot stop AT ALL even when I really want to, and for the rest of the day I end up bursting into tears at the drop of a hat!
... although in this instance I don't think it helped that I had the Wattie's lol (haha sorry inside joke)
