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It’s been a while…I know I was supposed to post all the time, but really, I didn’t have any direction with what I wanted to do, despite planning. So, as a blog reboot, I’ll start with a summary of what we’ve missed and how I came to resurrect my love of seeing my own thoughts published for all to see.

Since last year, around this time, I applied and was accepted to FIDM. I got wrapped up in the notion that, for more money, I would get the same education as San Diego Mesa College‘s Fashion Design Program, but also the added prestige of the FIDM name. It would turn out later that such prestige wouldn’t be worth me going into student loan debt for so much, so I had to drop that–but it was too late to get into Fall classes at Mesa.

I got a job at a department store and HATED it.  HATED it.  It *helped* pay bills (Not really), and though most of the people were nice, except fot the manager of the department I really wanted to be in, I really don’t like the idea of pushing credit cards at people just so the company can save a couple bucks per electronic transaction.  And everything they told you ended with the phrase “a condition of your employment.”  Who really has to use indelicately-veiled threats like that to motivate their employees?

I quit that job when school started again, mostly because my school schedule wouldn’t allow it, but even to this day, I can’t see one of their ads without getting mad.  I myself won’t state the name, but if you have base access in San Diego and you can get to the Navy Exchange, just know you’re getting the same brands that store offers as store exclusives.

And onto school~!  I loved and hated this semester.  I had such good classes too:  Textiles, Fashion History, and my personal favorite, Flat Patternmaking I.  I absorbed knowledge and techniques like a sponge.  It was as if I found my life’s calling.  Patternmaking combines my right-brained need for creativity with my left-brained aptitude for math and geometry.  This promised to be a good semester except three problems:

  1.  I had little money for supplies.  My car got hit in October, and I had to scrounge and beg for money to pay my $500 deductible (on top of my other expenses).  I was just recovering from that.
  2. Fashion Sketching.  The dark cloud of misery on my otherwise partly-cloudy-but-silver-lined sky of promise.  First, let me say that I love the professor.  She is the most supportive, encouraging, and understanding person they could have chosen for that class.  But the workload was far too much just for 3.0 credit hours.  AND I’M MISERABLY BAD AT DRAWING.  It took so long for me to finish less than half the weekly assignment each week.  And I started to neglect my other work trying to get something done in that class.  The semester ended badly.
  3. I was 3.0 credit hours overworked.  I’m not a very good student as it is, and I really could have shined more if I had less to do.  UNFORTUATELY the Veterans’ Affairs office decided that we need to have a certain number of credits to get our full GI bill benefits, or we get a percentage if we have less.  I tried very hard to keep up, as before this semester I rarely got C’s, and when I did, I knew I needed a change in my major.  This semester (I haven’t looked at my grades), I’ll be lucky to get C’s.  I took voluntary F’s in sketching and history (which killed me cuz I was tutoring others in that class), because I couldn’t finish projects.  And Fashion Design is not a “stay up late and knock out a term paper” class (I won’t admit to ever having done that, but will casually state I could do it easily if pressed).  If I had this semester minus sketching, I would have been an A/B student for sure, but I would only have 75% living money (which I wouldn’t have been able to afford).

So the semester’s over.  I have a sewing machine, I’m getting my home cleaned and nice, I’m enjoying the Air Force Reserve, I made lots of new friends and deepened friendships with old ones, and I’m learning new crafts this summer!!!  I’m learning to crochet, knit, embroider, and I’m re-fining my patternmaking skills.  And drafting a campaign for White Wolf‘s Exalted role-playing game.  And planning costumes for my band, Bricklayer Bosh (and we have some FUN things lined up for the fall).  And yes, most of it will get done this summer, because I’ll be on the other side of the country for most of the summer.


It’s been so long…I totally failed all my blogging goals.  But I’m working back into it.  It’s been in the back of my head the whole absence while I figure out an actual format for the blog and some of the serial projects I had planned.  I never did come up with anything good, so I figure I’ll start posting now to get things out of my head.

And of course, as I sit down to write, my materials aren’t nearby.  Shucks.  So, here is an update, with new material forthcoming! Continue reading

I am almost done with the last school project I have to work on outside of school. Then I can look for a job for a while.

Meanwhile, I’ve been really stressed lately. Job hunting these days is demoralizing; being rejecting for a job online before a human even looks at my application. I don’t have much time left before I won’t get paid this summer, so money is on my mind a lot. I’m also quite lonely, as I do not want to seek romantic leads without having financial stability. And my studio has major chi blockage with all my storage boxes littering my kitchen. Dom isn’t in a good place yet.

Times like these are when I turn to spirituality and prayer. Really. The problem with that is that as I try to attune myself to higher states of being, I naturally find my more basic side seeks equal redress–I swing toward each extreme like a pendulum, with increasing momentum. Each act of [beauty/piety/nobility] is matched with so urge of consumption or depravity. Counterweights don’t bring harmony.

What I have done is establish a Purge Day–a pressure realease in my spiritual regimen. Today, I listened to none of my own music or my own thoughts (if you know what I’m like in the car, you know how intertwined the two are). I was stuck with inane chatter on the radio, but it wasn’t my internal dialogue of shoulds and fear and psychic static. I allowed myself to accept the happenings of the day without self-conciousness. I didn’t think much at all today, but I also let go of my spiritual disciplines for a bit. I feel there is a lesson here I can almost grasp, but we’ll digest it together as I explain thr foundations of my spiritual outlook (later~).

I also made an appointment to talk to an advisor at FIDM, a design school in San Diego and (mostly) in LA. I know that I can achieve great things if I can afford to go. I’m so financially dumb, it’s not funny. I want to go there so much, but there are big things in the works, besides financing. More on that later, too. I need to make some phone calls tomorrow.

See you soon, WordPress.