All I Wanted Was This Call...One Little Voice to Make My Hopes Soar
The call I have been waiting 2 YEARS for finally came my way.
I am halfway there to achieving "step one" of my dream.
The prestigious FSU Film School (#3 in the nation, behind NYU and USC(Southern Cali) called me and said that I have an interview with their selection committee.
Sunday, March 14th @ 3:30.
I am one of the 30 out of 2,700-so applicants to get an interview.
Only 15 make it.
I have a 50-50 chance to get in.
The 15 that were 1st year students are already my friends, 7, of them very close friends.
My wannabe Film major friends had better get calls to, or else I will feel empty.
I spent my entire last semester being film-whore working on over 35 different films and making friends with every MFA (41 in all) and about 1/3 of the BFA students (87 in all).
I also know about 9 of the teachers....
All my friends say I'm getting in because of how much I write, how much experience I have in writing and my pure desire to make film.
Why do I still feel like I'm not going to make it?
Why can I not believe in myself? What's my malfunction?
Why the fuck can't I be happy for myself and all my hard work?
-k
*poof* as I disappear into a fog of artistic inspiration.....I have a short story to finish...
I am halfway there to achieving "step one" of my dream.
The prestigious FSU Film School (#3 in the nation, behind NYU and USC(Southern Cali) called me and said that I have an interview with their selection committee.
Sunday, March 14th @ 3:30.
I am one of the 30 out of 2,700-so applicants to get an interview.
Only 15 make it.
I have a 50-50 chance to get in.
The 15 that were 1st year students are already my friends, 7, of them very close friends.
My wannabe Film major friends had better get calls to, or else I will feel empty.
I spent my entire last semester being film-whore working on over 35 different films and making friends with every MFA (41 in all) and about 1/3 of the BFA students (87 in all).
I also know about 9 of the teachers....
All my friends say I'm getting in because of how much I write, how much experience I have in writing and my pure desire to make film.
Why do I still feel like I'm not going to make it?
Why can I not believe in myself? What's my malfunction?
Why the fuck can't I be happy for myself and all my hard work?
-k
*poof* as I disappear into a fog of artistic inspiration.....I have a short story to finish...