Ahh....Sigh...
So...how did my first semester go? Urgh...not well...not well at all. Of course, the first two weeks on that large woman were the best pieces I produced and proved to the tutors that I can indeed paint. But the rest of my work? Nope. It's immature and amature. I feel FUCKING GREAT. -_-; So what am I going to do for the second semester? I don't know. I feel beaten and useless. The fact that it's snowing outside would normally cheer me up, but not today. Had a great night last night to forget the days events, but went in today to discuss my mark with the head of the year and I must say, the fact that he was trying to humour me did NOT lighten my mood. It only made me feel worse about myself and about my work. I don't understand why I can't just get better. Why I can't get through my studies without any hiccups? Just push past my stubborn barriers of what I want to do will work. Take the freakin' tutors advice god dammit!! >.< Sorry...needed to let something out without inflicting it again on my flatmates. I just end up repeating myself.