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Um.
I'm going to art school. I was admitted to the Minneapolis College of Art and Design for the spring semester.
I need to buy socks. A lot of them, made out of wool.
I'm quite proud of myself, and feeling very victorious indeed. I...I fucking did it. With no help from anyone except my counselor. Not mom, or dad, or Aunt Kathy, or any of my friends (who are rather morose at the prospect of my departure). I mean, I hardly even helped myself with all my procrastinating. But, I did it.
I can't wait for January. XD
I'm going to art school. I was admitted to the Minneapolis College of Art and Design for the spring semester.
I need to buy socks. A lot of them, made out of wool.
I'm quite proud of myself, and feeling very victorious indeed. I...I fucking did it. With no help from anyone except my counselor. Not mom, or dad, or Aunt Kathy, or any of my friends (who are rather morose at the prospect of my departure). I mean, I hardly even helped myself with all my procrastinating. But, I did it.
I can't wait for January. XD