It has been a while
And while I didn't write here, situation has changed drasticly. I got accepted to a school much closer to my home now. It's actually the city next to this one. ..The one where I studied for 3 years and lived with my grandma. Well, I'm going back! Not to my grandma though.
The school is, well, university level, unlike the one I got in at first, which was of much lower level. Instead of 3D I'll be studying media, which includes many, many, many things. Graphic design, publishing, web pages, mobile media, voice, radio and camera (actually there is 3D on the side there too)... Lots of things I'm interested in an find as a possible career choice (if acting fails). I can't take that all though, and I've planned to concentrate on graphic design and webpages, with publishing on the side. Yes, I will FINALLY learn to use html properly.
Also, I've signed contract for my apartment, and I've done the plans on what I need there. It all sounds and feels so adult like, but in reality I'm still so dependable on my parents(' money) that it's not even funny. Heck, I'm taking all my laundry to my grandma as there is no way for me to wash clothes. Also, silly parents getting more excited about this and saying I need all kinds of TVs and sofas. How often do they see me sit in front of the TV anyway? In the end there was no room for bed, sofa and desk (for computer) so I've now decided to combine the first two.
The actual moving is still more than a month away, but I started packing early. ...And it feels like I've unleashed hell.
All the trash I've collected since my birth. ALL. THAT. TRASH. And "#¤@§%! I can't throw all of it away since I have this stupid nostalgia. Luckily, I don't have to take any of it with me, and I can just leave them here packed in a box until I grow out of this stupid attachment to them and can throw them all away. After all, all this trash is just more and more proof what kind of idiot I was as a child, but I guess we all were.
The school is, well, university level, unlike the one I got in at first, which was of much lower level. Instead of 3D I'll be studying media, which includes many, many, many things. Graphic design, publishing, web pages, mobile media, voice, radio and camera (actually there is 3D on the side there too)... Lots of things I'm interested in an find as a possible career choice (if acting fails). I can't take that all though, and I've planned to concentrate on graphic design and webpages, with publishing on the side. Yes, I will FINALLY learn to use html properly.
Also, I've signed contract for my apartment, and I've done the plans on what I need there. It all sounds and feels so adult like, but in reality I'm still so dependable on my parents(' money) that it's not even funny. Heck, I'm taking all my laundry to my grandma as there is no way for me to wash clothes. Also, silly parents getting more excited about this and saying I need all kinds of TVs and sofas. How often do they see me sit in front of the TV anyway? In the end there was no room for bed, sofa and desk (for computer) so I've now decided to combine the first two.
The actual moving is still more than a month away, but I started packing early. ...And it feels like I've unleashed hell.
All the trash I've collected since my birth. ALL. THAT. TRASH. And "#¤@§%! I can't throw all of it away since I have this stupid nostalgia. Luckily, I don't have to take any of it with me, and I can just leave them here packed in a box until I grow out of this stupid attachment to them and can throw them all away. After all, all this trash is just more and more proof what kind of idiot I was as a child, but I guess we all were.