I put myself in hell...I have no choice but to fight.
I only took 14 hours of class, but I might as well have taken 20.
I have no idea where the art kids who are in the graphics lab until 2am get the stamina to do that shit. I was in the FA almost all day yesterday...I painted the "No Exit" set during my 2 hour break between PED 101 and Printmaking, after hanging out at the dorm with Brandon when my PED lecture dismissed early. Then, during Printmaking, Geo had to bevel my plate and put the ground on it for me because I couldn't seem to get anything right...I even had other students nitpicking me on what I was doing wrong. I went outside and just kinda cried for a bit...I was frustrated, and I felt like maybe I had picked the wrong major. It's been a long week...here's an idea to why I felt this way for a bit.
MWF: Walking Lab, 9:00-9:50
Ceramics, 10:00-11:50
American Art History, 12:00-12:50
Honors Religion and Violence, 3:00-3:50 (M only)
T TH:PED 101, 9:30-10:20
Printmaking, 12:30-3:20
"No Exit" set painting-I've been in there at least 15 hours this week.
Work between IT labs and Art Lab: 17 hours.
All this is reasonable on its own. I've balanced more than this before, and came out with a good G.P.A. What's killing me is my studio time. Geo wants me in the Printmaking room 9 hours+ per week, and Estes wants me in the ceramics room for 5+ hours per week. I can't live in the studio...but I am expected to. Since my flu started lifting Wednesday, I've been in the FA until at least midnight each night. Add the flu to all this, community service for my Edith Brown and trying to balance spending time with Brandon and my friends, and you have one stressed out Kim.
I can manage this schedule a lot easier after today though...gonna go to registrar and drop my Honors course. Geo's offering a Honors course on Comic Book Art next semester, and I'm going to take that instead. That will end my classes at 1:00 every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, giving me the whole night to work in the FA. Being an art major is fucking hard...I need to talk to Sauls really bad. She's working on getting a new degree program in that might help me focus more on art history, and I want to do that instead. It would have to be better than this.
I have no idea where the art kids who are in the graphics lab until 2am get the stamina to do that shit. I was in the FA almost all day yesterday...I painted the "No Exit" set during my 2 hour break between PED 101 and Printmaking, after hanging out at the dorm with Brandon when my PED lecture dismissed early. Then, during Printmaking, Geo had to bevel my plate and put the ground on it for me because I couldn't seem to get anything right...I even had other students nitpicking me on what I was doing wrong. I went outside and just kinda cried for a bit...I was frustrated, and I felt like maybe I had picked the wrong major. It's been a long week...here's an idea to why I felt this way for a bit.
MWF: Walking Lab, 9:00-9:50
Ceramics, 10:00-11:50
American Art History, 12:00-12:50
Honors Religion and Violence, 3:00-3:50 (M only)
T TH:PED 101, 9:30-10:20
Printmaking, 12:30-3:20
"No Exit" set painting-I've been in there at least 15 hours this week.
Work between IT labs and Art Lab: 17 hours.
All this is reasonable on its own. I've balanced more than this before, and came out with a good G.P.A. What's killing me is my studio time. Geo wants me in the Printmaking room 9 hours+ per week, and Estes wants me in the ceramics room for 5+ hours per week. I can't live in the studio...but I am expected to. Since my flu started lifting Wednesday, I've been in the FA until at least midnight each night. Add the flu to all this, community service for my Edith Brown and trying to balance spending time with Brandon and my friends, and you have one stressed out Kim.
I can manage this schedule a lot easier after today though...gonna go to registrar and drop my Honors course. Geo's offering a Honors course on Comic Book Art next semester, and I'm going to take that instead. That will end my classes at 1:00 every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, giving me the whole night to work in the FA. Being an art major is fucking hard...I need to talk to Sauls really bad. She's working on getting a new degree program in that might help me focus more on art history, and I want to do that instead. It would have to be better than this.