1…2…3…4… Take The Elevator
Tomorrow it is done.
My first year of college will be finsihed tomorrow. It’s hard to believe, I remember excalty waht I did on my first day of college, and now it’s over. Trippy. Well let’s see. Classes were good. I’ve learned so much, and have really imporoved creatively. Which was the point. I don’t really know what to say about my first year, it was different than anything I’ve ever experieced, that’s for sure.
All I can think about is getting ready to leave Fayetteville in August. I got up, showered, got dressed and turned to mom. “Does this say I’m a relaxed, fun person?” It’s funny the things you remember. I was trying so hard on the outside to appear relazxed and cool with the whole situation, when all that I was doing on the inside was freaking out. Oh and then there was the whole thing where I got pulled over for the first time a few hours later. That was fun.
I feel like I’m getting old. Only old people are done with their first year of college. And starting tomorrow I am. I’ll be a sophmore in art school. Holy cow, I made it through freshman year of art school, and looking around at my peers, that isn’t such an easy thing to do, and successfully is a completly different story.
I’m proud of myself.
Good job to all of you who made it through this year, it was tough but we did it. And now we definitly deserve a 4 month break.







