Third one in ten years

First things first: I made all A's this quarter at school! Yay me! Now I have a week off and then get to start all over with new classes.

I talked to my mom the other day so she would know I got her emails she sent, and my mom and dad want to get me a plane ticket to visit for Christmas! I'm so excited because I haven't seen my parents (or my sister, who lives 3 hours from them) in almost 2 years.

Now, on to more recent news: I just can't have all nice things happen all the time.

Friday, after my last class, I went out with a guy from school. He pursued me, which is unusual since I am always the one asking guys and getting turned down. I guess I just had it in my head that he wasn't interested in me that way. We didn't do anything drastic, just ate burgers and played at a bunch of Halloween shops. My kind of thing! Will I see him again? I hope so, I like him.

Then, on Saturday morning, on my way to work, I realized my back right tire was flat, so when I got to work, I had someone put the spare on. I was thinking, "Man, I had such an awesome day yesterday and now this. WTF?" I had to work until 7, so all the tire places were closed by then. I'll be taking my tire to get it patched today before work. So there goes that piece of spending money I was looking forward to this week. I guess I shouldn't be too upset, I still have money for food, thanks to an anonymous donor from August.  Also, this flat tire escapade was a lot easier to deal with than my last one. I will spin the yarn about that here:

 Imagine it, a panhandle Texas summer, 101 degrees outside, nothing around for miles, literally, because I was just outside Hedley, Texas. I wore a dress to work for some reason and left early (about 2pm) to go to Dallas to visit some friends and eat Greek food (my absolute fav!) so I could feel better about it being the first day of my period, which always sucks. Tooling down Hiway 287, my car started to severely pull to the left and I knew I had a flat. So I pulled over, got out my spare and my tools and started to change my tire, which I had not done since I was 17. I got two lug nuts off and couldn't get anything else to budge. In the ten minutes or so I had been on the side of the road, not one car on either side of the lane had come by. I was stranded...or so I thought. A little blue Ford Ranger pick-up truck hauling a few bales of hay stopped and the guy and girl got out.
"Hey," he said "you need some help?"
"Uh, yeah, I'm stuck."
So this guy gets my spare tire on and it's flat too, but they just live on the other side of the railroad tracks half a mile up the road. The whole time this is going on, all I can think is "This is how scary movies start....should I go with them to this house they claim to have here and get air in my tire so I can make it to the next town? Sure, what the hell?"
So I follow them to a little house with a huge garage and everything worked out just fine. I made it to the Walmart in Clarendon, got a new tire and headed down the road....about 10 miles before it was flat again! So I called the Walmart back and they came and got me! They put the spare back on and we went back and the guys at the shop super glued everything on. I probably should have gone back home to Amarillo, but I really wanted to go to Dallas and I was super nervous the whole drive there. By the time I got to my friends' apartment, it was well past 10pm and I was starving and too late for Greek.
Driving back to Amarillo, there were no problems. Not until the next day when I was on my way to work, did another tire go flat in the driveway. I called my boyfriend up and he changed my tire so I could take the car in some place and get this straightened out. Turns out, my valve stems all needed to be changed! Why they are not changed when new tires are put on, I have no idea! But, I still think all this could have been avoided had I not sat next to Judas at the Last Supper set up in Groom, TX giving him a thumbs up. Note to self: Jesus does not care for jokes like that.
I wonder if my friend, Stefanie still has those pictures?

It's a secret...

One of my friends signed me up into a secret group on Facebook. It's so exciting! It's an art group and we talk about art. Most of the people there I don't know and some have DeviantArt pages. I have a page there too, but don't do much on it. I mostly use it to look at other art. 

Here are a few projects I did in my beginning Photoshop class this quarter but never did post them. I don't know why, ok?

This first picture was done on a Wacom tablet,

Wacom tablet

 which I wasn't very good at using because I lack hand-eye coordination mostly because I don't play video games, I think. But by the end of class I was getting the hang of it. I drew this garden lady.

And this picture is using some sort of perspective framing deal on Photoshop that I have now forgotten how to use. It's ok, I still have my notes so I'm sure I can figure it out again, if needed.

For my final project in Typography Expression and Experimental class, I designed a font and a poster for it. We got our critique today and my poster design wasn't so good. The font was fine, but the poster sucked. So after class I played around with a few ideas that were thrown out there and designed this and turned it in:

the font poster had to have: the name of the font, the designer (me!),
the alphabet, a pangram, and a paragraph in 12 point font or smaller.

Then my classmate was telling me how much he liked my font and how many ideas he had to play around with it. I gave him my font file to download onto his computer and within a few minutes he had made a face with my letters then he designed this poster for funsies: 

He originally had the little lady - who he designed using my letters - in the middle of the page, but he moved a bunch of stuff around and kept playing with it. I thought it was cool and took it as a huge compliment that another student would do this with something I designed!

Now I just have two more class this week for finals then a week off! yay me!

oh, also, I was mentioned in someone else's blog in case you wanna take a look:

http://sojourniste.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-chapter-of-you.html

so, how they hangin'?

I like to ask this question to random people. Sometimes they have good answers (low and to the left, for example) and sometimes they are completely befuddled and that's the fun part.
Well, here's how mine's hangin': close.
And now that we know THAT, let me tell you what I've been up to in classes.

 I had a presentation to do in Humanities. My project was "Exploring the Gilded Age Through Architecture and the Upper Class in America". I had an afternoon tea with Darjeeling, lemon water, cucumber sandwiches, scones, mushroom pate, and assorted additions. The culinary students really liked the scones, which I made from scratch. "You should be in Baking and Pastry with us!" That made me happy. My slide show was awesome and I had brochures and a diorama to accompany my presentation. Basically, I killed it. When the teacher asked who was going next, one guy said, "I'm not following that!" That made me happy, too.
In my typography class, we got to design our own font! We had to keep a doodle journal for five weeks and the class picked from that.
Here is a poster I'm doing in my font, the name of it, I'm calling Mahal Kita. It translates to "I love you" in Tagalog, the language of the Philippines. It's based on doodles I used to paint on my pants when I was a teenager.
So, what you think?

my diorama, it's the construction of The Breakers, a housethat the Vanderbilt family once used in the summers.

see!? my font is listed!

my font poster. I like it. All the required elements are included!