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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 3:17 pm
Sorry, but you shouldn't rely on people to keep their promises. And who knows; maybe for the price of a single piece of your art they can afford to commission several different artists. Nothing wrong with that.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 3:25 pm
CoffeeFox Sorry, but you shouldn't rely on people to keep their promises. And who knows; maybe for the price of a single piece of your art they can afford to commission several different artists. Nothing wrong with that. That doesn't mean they shouldn't tell someone they changed their mind. That's more so what upsests me. If they actually came to me and said they prefer other people's work and have changed their mind, then I wouldn't care
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:08 pm
Asphyxiat!on You know what I'm tired of? People who say they'll commission me, they just have to wait to get the money then turn around and commission several other artists and still leave me waiting. That is money that I am looking forward to and needing to pay bills. The person never comes back to me and says "well I changed my mind" so I never know if they are going to come back and commission me, or if they decided my art was too shoddy to pay for I'm guilty of this I don't know how many times. I just forget sweatdrop I'm sorry, I probably owe you something
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:28 pm
Asphyxiat!on You know what I'm tired of? People who say they'll commission me, they just have to wait to get the money then turn around and commission several other artists and still leave me waiting. That is money that I am looking forward to and needing to pay bills. The person never comes back to me and says "well I changed my mind" so I never know if they are going to come back and commission me, or if they decided my art was too shoddy to pay for
This is why I try and not say anything about getting a commission till I actually want one. ninja
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 9:42 pm
Asphyxiat!on You know what I'm tired of? People who say they'll commission me, they just have to wait to get the money then turn around and commission several other artists and still leave me waiting. That is money that I am looking forward to and needing to pay bills. The person never comes back to me and says "well I changed my mind" so I never know if they are going to come back and commission me, or if they decided my art was too shoddy to pay for I get that all of the time.. "I wish I had the money!" Then I see them commission someone who charges more than I do. I keep getting excuses..Saying how everyone is hurting for money yet they're willing to spend $50+ on a 150x150 image that was up for auction on a game sim I play called Furry Paws...Apparently, it was because that person is popluar on there.. I would prefer it if they didn't post on my post if they don't like my art instead of giving me the excuse why they can't buy it. It just hurts..
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 11:18 am
I need help selecting a new name for a dog.
His current name is "Bailey". He's a Border Collie mix, black and white with a black mask and a white stripe up his face, white collar, white feet and a white tip on his tail.
I have a few names in mind, but I can't keep him so I'm looking for a name that would appeal to other people.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 11:30 am
Heh his marking sound very similar to Kirby's. How about Panda?
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 12:27 pm
Rainey_angel81 I need help selecting a new name for a dog. His current name is "Bailey". He's a Border Collie mix, black and white with a black mask and a white stripe up his face, white collar, white feet and a white tip on his tail. I have a few names in mind, but I can't keep him so I'm looking for a name that would appeal to other people.
Pix, plz? :3
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 12:30 pm
Well, I am not really sure if this is the place to be putting pics of myself... but... eh.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 4:05 pm
So I talked to my financial adviser the other day. She said that if I take only 1 core class next quarter, I won't be eligible for financial aid, since I won't have the required minimum number of credit hours (which, IIRC, is 6). No biggie, I'm taking a core elective this quarter, I'll just drop it and take it next quarter.
I talked to my program adviser today and had him take it off my schedule. Since it's another core class (and since it's an elective, I can either take it or choose another from the core electives list), I'll be good to go next quarter. Which is good, 'cause that'll be my final quarter, too. Would've been this quarter if I hadn't failed some required classes a few quarters ago. whee
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 7:52 pm
Agh. I hope to God that the test I have to take tomorrow is easy, because this study guide isn't helping things. I look it over and I wonder "when did we cover any of these things in class?". And looking at the textbook I bought for this course certainly doesn't help. It's about as helpful as a pile of s**t, a very wordy and complicated pile of s**t that I have no intention of deciphering tonight.
All I've learned in my Principles of Destination Management course so far is that people travel, that certain groups of people like certain things which entice them to travel, that there are processes to the buying of travel, factors affecting travel, and some other odds and ends. I don't remember terms like "organic image" and "perceptual bias" and "commercial environment". They aren't even in the BOOK, for crying out loud! If they are, they certainly must not be very important terms, because they're not italicized or bolded or anything. I can't find them in the glossary and I can't find them in the chapters the studyguide lists them in.
*sighs* I'll just have to wing it. She said that most of it would be common sense, and that the majority of the test will be multiple choice, so my only hope is that I do well enough on those and then do good on the four essays I'm expected to do along with the test itself.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 10:01 am
I failed the test, which means I have no hope of passing the class. I'm going to see if I can drop it, even at this late date. I probably can't, so I'll have to get yelled at by Dad. Even if I drop it, I'm not going to tell Dad until the last minute; I don't feel like going through another of his "You need to work harder" speeches that don't really apply to me. I'm incapable of working harder, I have no motivation in life and I have the intelligence of a high school student. The only work I'm fit for is being a speedbump on a road somewhere. It wouldn't be such a bad job; I just take a nap in the road, someone runs over me, and I've fulfilled my purpose in life. Or maybe prostitution, although nobody in this area wants to ******** an ugly hairy guy; they've already got their husbands and wives for that.
You know, I just don't care about people. I don't care about what they think, say, or do, because quite frankly it has d**k all to do with me. I don't give a damn about how tourists learn how to plan their vacations, I don't give a damn about interviewing people just so I can put a lame newspaper story together.
I don't care about them, it's as simple as that. The rest of humanity can go ******** themselves for all I care. I care about ME. All I want out of life is to survive. I want a roof over my head, basic food and water, and a bed. Everything else is superfluous. That's pretty much all I need, aside from regular income to pay for those things.
I'm looking for jobs around here in Tahlequah, things involving physical labor, like laundry services at a hotel or something. I'm sick of this cockamamie faux-intellectual college s**t. I can't pass classes because I don't pass tests, I can't pass tests because I don't study, I don't study because I don't care about the stuff I'm being taught, I don't care because...well, hell if I know. Probably has something to do with the fact that both my parents were drunks.
Dad'll just be so proud. I've turned out to be just like him; a fat introverted loser who uses his hands for a living.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 10:14 am
CoffeeFox I failed the test, which means I have no hope of passing the class. I'm going to see if I can drop it, even at this late date. I probably can't, so I'll have to get yelled at by Dad. Even if I drop it, I'm not going to tell Dad until the last minute; I don't feel like going through another of his "You need to work harder" speeches that don't really apply to me. I'm incapable of working harder, I have no motivation in life and I have the intelligence of a high school student. The only work I'm fit for is being a speedbump on a road somewhere. It wouldn't be such a bad job; I just take a nap in the road, someone runs over me, and I've fulfilled my purpose in life. Or maybe prostitution, although nobody in this area wants to ******** an ugly hairy guy; they've already got their husbands and wives for that. You know, I just don't care about people. I don't care about what they think, say, or do, because quite frankly it has d**k all to do with me. I don't give a damn about how tourists learn how to plan their vacations, I don't give a damn about interviewing people just so I can put a lame newspaper story together. I don't care about them, it's as simple as that. The rest of humanity can go ******** themselves for all I care. I care about ME. All I want out of life is to survive. I want a roof over my head, basic food and water, and a bed. Everything else is superfluous. That's pretty much all I need, aside from regular income to pay for those things. I'm looking for jobs around here in Tahlequah, things involving physical labor, like laundry services at a hotel or something. I'm sick of this cockamamie faux-intellectual college s**t. I can't pass classes because I don't pass tests, I can't pass tests because I don't study, I don't study because I don't care about the stuff I'm being taught, I don't care because...well, hell if I know. Probably has something to do with the fact that both my parents were drunks. Dad'll just be so proud. I've turned out to be just like him; a fat introverted loser who uses his hands for a living. Yes, blame everyone but yourself, that solves everything. You didn't have to take that class, you could drop it, try and get a different one. Don't just apply to "easy" classes, take courses that interest you. If you can't find any, then college isn't for you, but don't mope about it and point fingers and be selfish, if you don't care about anything, do hard labor or something (laundry isn't hard labor, I'm talking about farming or some s**t), maybe you'd appreciate your life more. I've never seen someone with so little disregard for their own well being and others and who's so HOPELESS when it comes to how the real world works. I would like going to college for forensic studies, but there aren't any colleges close to me, I dropped out of HS, and my anxiety makes it difficult for me to be near people, but I NEVER blame anyone else for it. I don't point fingers, I don't hate everyone for having it better, I don't shun humanity. My b/f has one of the filthiest and one of the worst jobs available where we live. Wanna know what it is? He washes semitrucks. Yeah, big rigs. BUT not just any big rigs, the kind that cart live cattle to the butchering factory. These trucks are covered in manure and he sure smells horrible when he comes home, but he never complains because he does what HAS to be done. You do what you have to do. I wouldn't be surprised if the reason you don't remember learning about it is because you weren't paying attention and you were off in your own little world. Studying doesn't guarantee a passing grade. There are alot of people who study study study and fail, and alternatively there are people who don't need to study and pass tests with A's and B's (I was lucky enough to be one of those types). Have you ever thought of getting tutored to help you out instead of losing all hope? Or do you really not care? The world doesn't need people who are like that. There's so much potential in a lot of people, and so many abuse it and throw it away, much like you are doing.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 10:39 am
Asphyxiat!on CoffeeFox I failed the test, which means I have no hope of passing the class. I'm going to see if I can drop it, even at this late date. I probably can't, so I'll have to get yelled at by Dad. Even if I drop it, I'm not going to tell Dad until the last minute; I don't feel like going through another of his "You need to work harder" speeches that don't really apply to me. I'm incapable of working harder, I have no motivation in life and I have the intelligence of a high school student. The only work I'm fit for is being a speedbump on a road somewhere. It wouldn't be such a bad job; I just take a nap in the road, someone runs over me, and I've fulfilled my purpose in life. Or maybe prostitution, although nobody in this area wants to ******** an ugly hairy guy; they've already got their husbands and wives for that. You know, I just don't care about people. I don't care about what they think, say, or do, because quite frankly it has d**k all to do with me. I don't give a damn about how tourists learn how to plan their vacations, I don't give a damn about interviewing people just so I can put a lame newspaper story together. I don't care about them, it's as simple as that. The rest of humanity can go ******** themselves for all I care. I care about ME. All I want out of life is to survive. I want a roof over my head, basic food and water, and a bed. Everything else is superfluous. That's pretty much all I need, aside from regular income to pay for those things. I'm looking for jobs around here in Tahlequah, things involving physical labor, like laundry services at a hotel or something. I'm sick of this cockamamie faux-intellectual college s**t. I can't pass classes because I don't pass tests, I can't pass tests because I don't study, I don't study because I don't care about the stuff I'm being taught, I don't care because...well, hell if I know. Probably has something to do with the fact that both my parents were drunks. Dad'll just be so proud. I've turned out to be just like him; a fat introverted loser who uses his hands for a living. Yes, blame everyone but yourself, that solves everything. You didn't have to take that class, you could drop it, try and get a different one. Don't just apply to "easy" classes, take courses that interest you. If you can't find any, then college isn't for you, but don't mope about it and point fingers and be selfish, if you don't care about anything, do hard labor or something (laundry isn't hard labor, I'm talking about farming or some s**t), maybe you'd appreciate your life more. I've never seen someone with so little disregard for their own well being and others and who's so HOPELESS when it comes to how the real world works. I would like going to college for forensic studies, but there aren't any colleges close to me, I dropped out of HS, and my anxiety makes it difficult for me to be near people, but I NEVER blame anyone else for it. I don't point fingers, I don't hate everyone for having it better, I don't shun humanity. My b/f has one of the filthiest and one of the worst jobs available where we live. Wanna know what it is? He washes semitrucks. Yeah, big rigs. BUT not just any big rigs, the kind that cart live cattle to the butchering factory. These trucks are covered in manure and he sure smells horrible when he comes home, but he never complains because he does what HAS to be done. You do what you have to do. I wouldn't be surprised if the reason you don't remember learning about it is because you weren't paying attention and you were off in your own little world. Studying doesn't guarantee a passing grade. There are alot of people who study study study and fail, and alternatively there are people who don't need to study and pass tests with A's and B's (I was lucky enough to be one of those types). Have you ever thought of getting tutored to help you out instead of losing all hope? Or do you really not care? The world doesn't need people who are like that. There's so much potential in a lot of people, and so many abuse it and throw it away, much like you are doing. I'm hopeless at knowing how the real world works? Please. It's not that difficult. You are born, you grow up, you go to school, you learn basic skills, you get a job, and then you work until you die. That's the rudimentary way life is. Everything else is just fluff to keep you from snapping and going on a killing spree in the nearest Walmart. I know how the world works. I'm just hopeless at ever fitting into the world and its rhythm. There's no HTM tutor available at my college. And God knows my instructor isn't going to help me. And even if there WAS, it wouldn't work anyway. I can't abuse potential because I DON'T HAVE ANY. I can't throw away or abuse what I don't have. All I am is a warm body that's drifting aimlessly, thoughtlessly though life and realizes that soon that's all going to end. If you asked me right now what my good points are, I would tell you that I can move things around and obey simple commands. If you asked my parents, they'd say that I was compassionate, kind, intelligent, funny, and a list of other things as long as your arm. But I know I'm not like that; it's all just a facade. I'm a bitter cynic who could look at a rose garden and see every imperfection, every wilted flower, every brown leaf, every mushroom sprouting out of the undergrowth. I am surrounded at all times by people who are better than me. I envy their success, but I know I could never be like them. I can't be a doctor or a lawyer or a manager or a professor. I can't cook or sing or design clothing or dance. In short, I can't LEARN. I can't learn, and that's why I fail and am doomed to fail at everything I do in my life. What can I do? What answers are there? What's left for me to do if I'm incapable of doing anything at all? EDIT: I should add in my own defense that the class I took the test in was a 3000 level class. The class was never assigned homework, never assigned quizzes of any sort, attendance didn't count, you had two papers and two tests and that's it. If you fail one of these four you fail the class. I have to drop the class and it's too late to add a class, not when we're only two months away from the end of the semester.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 5:49 pm
Fog, can you type fast enough and have basic sorting skills? Do data entry or become a receptionist.
All else fails, become a psychologist.
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