portfolio reviews
come on, comm arts! come on, comm arts!!
holy, fucking, shit.
I'm so nervous. And it didn't help that the whole time I was in line to drop off my portfolio, some dude behind me was going on and on about how hard it is to get into comm arts. how everyone wants to be in it. how hard and strict the actual program is. and how you don't get it unless it's your first pick and your amazing.
I just have this overwhelming terrible fear that I won't make it in. The rejection will kill me. I feel like this whole year has been filled with the feelings of rejection. I really hate it. I don't know if I'll be able to take it. I've already warned my dad that if I don't get into Communication Arts, I'll probably leave VCU. I just... I can't. There's nothing else I want to do. And what else CAN I do?!! I mean. Seriously.
Everything is riding on a shitty portfolio that I put in. Work that I was forced to do. I wasn't happy with my work. It's so mediocre. It's not what I want to do. I feel like I don't even know what I DO want to do anymore.
I've been in such a drawing mood, though, lately.
If I don't get into comm arts, I don't even know if I'll continue to draw.
i. hate. this.
I can't wait for the 8th.
It's stressing me out.
And if I get into Comm Arts... I'm going to get a blog on blogspot and just make it my artjournal.
and make more stuff.
lots more stuff.
but I always say that, don't I?
uugh. I just need to get my life together.
holy, fucking, shit.
I'm so nervous. And it didn't help that the whole time I was in line to drop off my portfolio, some dude behind me was going on and on about how hard it is to get into comm arts. how everyone wants to be in it. how hard and strict the actual program is. and how you don't get it unless it's your first pick and your amazing.
I just have this overwhelming terrible fear that I won't make it in. The rejection will kill me. I feel like this whole year has been filled with the feelings of rejection. I really hate it. I don't know if I'll be able to take it. I've already warned my dad that if I don't get into Communication Arts, I'll probably leave VCU. I just... I can't. There's nothing else I want to do. And what else CAN I do?!! I mean. Seriously.
Everything is riding on a shitty portfolio that I put in. Work that I was forced to do. I wasn't happy with my work. It's so mediocre. It's not what I want to do. I feel like I don't even know what I DO want to do anymore.
I've been in such a drawing mood, though, lately.
If I don't get into comm arts, I don't even know if I'll continue to draw.
i. hate. this.
I can't wait for the 8th.
It's stressing me out.
And if I get into Comm Arts... I'm going to get a blog on blogspot and just make it my artjournal.
and make more stuff.
lots more stuff.
but I always say that, don't I?
uugh. I just need to get my life together.