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What is it with me and deadlines.? Why can't we get along? Worked so hard on a project for the last month that I really believe in and it won't even be SEEN because I screwed up and got it there an hour and a half late for the OFFICIAL deadline.
TO add insult to injury, it could have easily been postmarked by noon (the official deadline) at MY post office ( I was THERE at 11:44 getting it weighed!!!) but thinking I had til 4:30 (WRONG!) I decided I would drive and hour and a half to hand-deliver it!!!!
And now I sit still trying to swallow this bitter, bitter pill.
A friend of mine set me up with this Live Journal account and I'm using it now to vent these frustrations. Better than crying like a baby in the bathroom, no?
I'll get over it in time but yuck, even admitting this last minute mess-up to those who have known I've been working on this will be hard. *sigh* Oh well. Something in me knew that this project was mainly an exercise, that the important thing was in the TRYING of something that intimidated me, in the trying to present this vision as best I could. I never thought it wouldn't be even looked at by the committee it was intended for, but I guess that's the way it must be.
Maybe it's intended for me to hold onto and show at a later time to someone else. For now I guess I have to just be satisfied that I have created a more formal and elaborate visual representation of the concepts that move me, and that I would like to express to others. It may very well come in handy in some unknown future. *sigh*