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Feb. 4th, 2004 10:30 pmI hate my art class. Hate it. It almost-literally makes me cry -- the almost because I can manage to hold back the tears of UTTER AND SOUL-CRUSHING FRUSTRATION. Yes.
I do my very very very best, and then I look over at the other people and all their stuff is much better. And I'm not talking subjectively here, I'm talking about an assignment where we had to evenly and neatly fill in a SQUARE by shading in tiny CIRCLES, without going outside the lines and keeping the sides of the squares sharp. And I could not do it. At all. I quite objectively was doing worse than pretty much everyone else.
Add that to the fact that apparently we have to do most of the work on our big end-of-the-unit assignment on our OWN TIME, over ONE WEEKEND, and if we don't have time over that weekend, or if someone from one of the other classes is sitting in the place we need to sit in order to have the same view of the same bit of the large still-life unit that we were working on? Too bad. That's our problem.
My favorite part is the grading policy, which is basically that any time we get caught doing something the instructor doesn't want us to do, we'll get points taken off. That's not the part I'm complaining about; that part makes perfect sense to me. The part I'm complaining about is that we don't actually get TOLD when this happens. So, y'know, we keep doing the thing that gets points taken off, because we DON'T KNOW TO STOP. May I just say that what the fuck?
I'm seriously thinking of dropping it, as I don't need this stress and endless anxiety. It's just that then I have to find another class to have enough credits to, oh, actually be able to stay in school.
BLERG.
I do my very very very best, and then I look over at the other people and all their stuff is much better. And I'm not talking subjectively here, I'm talking about an assignment where we had to evenly and neatly fill in a SQUARE by shading in tiny CIRCLES, without going outside the lines and keeping the sides of the squares sharp. And I could not do it. At all. I quite objectively was doing worse than pretty much everyone else.
Add that to the fact that apparently we have to do most of the work on our big end-of-the-unit assignment on our OWN TIME, over ONE WEEKEND, and if we don't have time over that weekend, or if someone from one of the other classes is sitting in the place we need to sit in order to have the same view of the same bit of the large still-life unit that we were working on? Too bad. That's our problem.
My favorite part is the grading policy, which is basically that any time we get caught doing something the instructor doesn't want us to do, we'll get points taken off. That's not the part I'm complaining about; that part makes perfect sense to me. The part I'm complaining about is that we don't actually get TOLD when this happens. So, y'know, we keep doing the thing that gets points taken off, because we DON'T KNOW TO STOP. May I just say that what the fuck?
I'm seriously thinking of dropping it, as I don't need this stress and endless anxiety. It's just that then I have to find another class to have enough credits to, oh, actually be able to stay in school.
BLERG.
