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meitantei_cj) wrote2013-04-08 11:29 pm
meitantei_cj) wrote2013-04-08 11:29 pm
This is a small college.
LESSON ONE: Don't talk shit about people, because you never know when one of the people you're around is roommates with the person you're talking shit about.
Basically, Caitlin (the girl I mentioned before, the immature brat?) said Hilary got yelled at for making soft clay because I complained about it. False. I complained to myself, basically, and everyone complained about it, because the GRAY clay that she'd made was stiff as hell. I personally couldn't wedge it without my wrists hurting and had to switch to white clay. Hilary recently made another batch of clay and I overheard her asking Matt if he thought it was good, because everyone was complaining about her previous batch. I didn't notice what type of clay that was.
It was white. White is already soft because it lacks the grog in gray clay. White does not need further softening. I think Hilary was so busy trying to please everyone, she didn't think about this. As a result, the current white clay is TOO soft to be easily workable. I did tell Caitlin this last night at the studio: I said the gray clay had been too stiff and she made the white clay too soft as a result, but she shouldn't have. Not blaming her for anything, just stating a fact. Caitlin sounded like she agreed with me.
Heather just came in a little while ago and told me that, while she was sitting in the same room as Caitlin, Caitlin said to one of her fellow swimmers that I was basically the cause of Hilary getting yelled at. When the swimmer asked "Who's CJ?", Caitlin responded, "Oh, some 30-year-old that lives on campus." And Heather said she nearly jumped across the table to bitchslap her.
If you have beef with me, SAY SO. Caitlin better not be in the studio tomorrow, because I'm confronting her. I'm not about to take shit from a kid. And apparently she has no room to be talking smack about people, because she keeps falling asleep in a history class she shares with Heather, and Heather thinks she'll probably end up failing. She's a swimmer and they have 5am sessions, and Heather thinks it's kicking her ass. Do I feel bad? Nope.
Anyway. Fuck her. I'm not in the mood. I'm already stressed over classes, I don't need high school drama.
Basically, Caitlin (the girl I mentioned before, the immature brat?) said Hilary got yelled at for making soft clay because I complained about it. False. I complained to myself, basically, and everyone complained about it, because the GRAY clay that she'd made was stiff as hell. I personally couldn't wedge it without my wrists hurting and had to switch to white clay. Hilary recently made another batch of clay and I overheard her asking Matt if he thought it was good, because everyone was complaining about her previous batch. I didn't notice what type of clay that was.
It was white. White is already soft because it lacks the grog in gray clay. White does not need further softening. I think Hilary was so busy trying to please everyone, she didn't think about this. As a result, the current white clay is TOO soft to be easily workable. I did tell Caitlin this last night at the studio: I said the gray clay had been too stiff and she made the white clay too soft as a result, but she shouldn't have. Not blaming her for anything, just stating a fact. Caitlin sounded like she agreed with me.
Heather just came in a little while ago and told me that, while she was sitting in the same room as Caitlin, Caitlin said to one of her fellow swimmers that I was basically the cause of Hilary getting yelled at. When the swimmer asked "Who's CJ?", Caitlin responded, "Oh, some 30-year-old that lives on campus." And Heather said she nearly jumped across the table to bitchslap her.
If you have beef with me, SAY SO. Caitlin better not be in the studio tomorrow, because I'm confronting her. I'm not about to take shit from a kid. And apparently she has no room to be talking smack about people, because she keeps falling asleep in a history class she shares with Heather, and Heather thinks she'll probably end up failing. She's a swimmer and they have 5am sessions, and Heather thinks it's kicking her ass. Do I feel bad? Nope.
Anyway. Fuck her. I'm not in the mood. I'm already stressed over classes, I don't need high school drama.