Today i had to go for morning lecture followed by work and then camp committee meeting. Everything went alright until the meeting... Very upset and dishearted. Felt like all my efforts was such a waste.... i wake up earlier then usual and stayed up late into the night to draw...
I wouldn't have mind that they criticized my work, but i was really taken back when uncle Richard said something about graphics software... so i thought hmmMmm.. abit difficult to incorporate the design into the computer... then someone said something like... clip art and then i was totally shocked and stunned, i just didn't know what to say. It was like my mind cannot register that.
Ah? I put my heart and soul in designing, racking my brains and drawing. I even took my colour pencils out and colour... then in the end... .... ... ... CLIP ART?!!!!
ORIGINALITY CAN!!!!
AND!!!! AND!!! ACTUALLY UNCle RICHarD ALREADY had a design in mind. SOOOOoooOOo... when he look at my drawing right... HE WAS LOOKING FOR HIS DESIGN!!!!
*LINDA PUKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After that the whole entire meeting... i didn't want to participate... or.. i just wasn't listening to what they were saying... heart broken can... *glass breaks*
Why couldn't he tell me what he want in the first place. Why? And to think that i was afraid that i wan't putting in my best.
Came home and did something very stupid... i went and cry... ... felt so stupid crying... ... because...actually its not exactly a waste... i ought to just take it as a learning experience, the design can always use for something else in future, never know when it might come in handy.
I ought to be happy that i put in my best effort instead of being upset. At least i know i have not short change God in my service in any way.
Just want to add .. my design was probably too modern and youthful for uncle and auntie to wear. Haiz... .... guess i'll just give them what they want. If it's clip art they want, then it's clip art they get.
There was more very inconsiderate things that was said. But i shall not elaborate... i'm tired... i need a break
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