Incredible Week...
Oh to tell you what has been happening to be in the past week...completely amazing...
Saturday I received my acceptance letter to University of Missouri. I about shit a brick when I found out, and called up everyone I knew. This week, I told all of my references, and the chair of my department (since he is a former Mizzou, Public Administration professor. Dr. Hardy was both impressed and excited that I was accepted so early, and copied my letter of acceptance for the Political Science Department Newsletter. He told me that in that program, I would definitely go far, and achieve great things. I believe he's right. I am about 99.9% sure I am going there, but I guess financial aid is really all I'm waiting for.
I received a letter from my safety (SIUE) two days ago, stating that I got in to their school as well. I won't be attending there, but it's nice to know I got into TWO programs before the Feb 1st deadline. Really makes me think, "Wow...I really must be an asset to this kind of a program. Not to be cocky of course, but it really does make me feel good about myself.
My hands have been bugging me all week. I think this white clay is drying them out so much (even though I've been using lotion) that my hands are getting irritated. My left had swelled up last night and got a huge rash.. I really...don't understand.. lol It hurt like hell though.
Speaking of Ceramics... I was in the studio yesterday for class (and stayed about 2 hours after class ended), and totally had a spiritual experience. At first, I was in a bad mood, and went to go trim some plates... well, I trimmed straight THROUGH 4 plates. Pissed me off, so I decided to stay away for awhile and go back to throwing. Well, something came over me. I was listening to 3 doors down, singing "Let me go" out loud, closing my eyes, and just centering the clay. It seemed so easy for me.. Then I went through the process and came out with some amazing looking plates. I really don't know how it happened, but for about an hour I was just pulling them out left and right. It really did not feel like MY hands were doing this. It almost felt like I had help, I had guidence. Maybe my Aunt JoAnne was helping me. Mom always said she was good with pottery, and made some pretty amazing beautiful stuff. If she wasn't helping me, I sure as hell know I was having help from someone, God maybe? I don't know. but I was in the most serene, the most calming and warming place at that time. I literally threw an entire bag of clay last night.. SO awesome.
Anyway, I still have 6 or 7 more plates to make (making 13-15 to be safe), and I have two more schools to hear back from (which I would like to know..even though I'm pretty much set on attending Mizzou). So, that's my update.. for now.. I got more later..
Saturday I received my acceptance letter to University of Missouri. I about shit a brick when I found out, and called up everyone I knew. This week, I told all of my references, and the chair of my department (since he is a former Mizzou, Public Administration professor. Dr. Hardy was both impressed and excited that I was accepted so early, and copied my letter of acceptance for the Political Science Department Newsletter. He told me that in that program, I would definitely go far, and achieve great things. I believe he's right. I am about 99.9% sure I am going there, but I guess financial aid is really all I'm waiting for.
I received a letter from my safety (SIUE) two days ago, stating that I got in to their school as well. I won't be attending there, but it's nice to know I got into TWO programs before the Feb 1st deadline. Really makes me think, "Wow...I really must be an asset to this kind of a program. Not to be cocky of course, but it really does make me feel good about myself.
My hands have been bugging me all week. I think this white clay is drying them out so much (even though I've been using lotion) that my hands are getting irritated. My left had swelled up last night and got a huge rash.. I really...don't understand.. lol It hurt like hell though.
Speaking of Ceramics... I was in the studio yesterday for class (and stayed about 2 hours after class ended), and totally had a spiritual experience. At first, I was in a bad mood, and went to go trim some plates... well, I trimmed straight THROUGH 4 plates. Pissed me off, so I decided to stay away for awhile and go back to throwing. Well, something came over me. I was listening to 3 doors down, singing "Let me go" out loud, closing my eyes, and just centering the clay. It seemed so easy for me.. Then I went through the process and came out with some amazing looking plates. I really don't know how it happened, but for about an hour I was just pulling them out left and right. It really did not feel like MY hands were doing this. It almost felt like I had help, I had guidence. Maybe my Aunt JoAnne was helping me. Mom always said she was good with pottery, and made some pretty amazing beautiful stuff. If she wasn't helping me, I sure as hell know I was having help from someone, God maybe? I don't know. but I was in the most serene, the most calming and warming place at that time. I literally threw an entire bag of clay last night.. SO awesome.
Anyway, I still have 6 or 7 more plates to make (making 13-15 to be safe), and I have two more schools to hear back from (which I would like to know..even though I'm pretty much set on attending Mizzou). So, that's my update.. for now.. I got more later..