Wow
I know everyone's upset about the whole housing thing, and -more likely than not- none of you will care about this because you're all so caught up in your dilemmas. Firstly, know that I'm not lecturing you to shut up about housing; what our dear president (and housing services) has done is harsh, cruel, and should have been dealt with by other means. However, I'm drowning in my own happiness right now.
As some of you know, last semester I was doing everything I could think of to get into the Art offices and talk to some one, anyone, about my sketches. I don't know if any of you have seen all of them, but that doesn't matter. The point is that just this morning I finally got into those offices and talked with someone. He's one of the professors here and does a lot of work with the art students. Anyway I finally got the brilliant idea that 'hey maybe I should just email someone in the offices' oh, aren't I smart?! So I went in at ten in the morning, after getting back from some friends at two am slightly dehydrated from being girly and sobbing about how much housing sucks and how scared I am that in my Junior and Senior years I'll be without home.
But I digress. Talked to the professor and he was impressed with my drawings! I've never had an official art class in my life the ones I showed him are the costumes I drew up for my French class - the first non-stick figure drawings I'd ever done! And he was IMPRESSED! Seriously though, I could die of extaticness!
I am such a girl.
As some of you know, last semester I was doing everything I could think of to get into the Art offices and talk to some one, anyone, about my sketches. I don't know if any of you have seen all of them, but that doesn't matter. The point is that just this morning I finally got into those offices and talked with someone. He's one of the professors here and does a lot of work with the art students. Anyway I finally got the brilliant idea that 'hey maybe I should just email someone in the offices' oh, aren't I smart?! So I went in at ten in the morning, after getting back from some friends at two am slightly dehydrated from being girly and sobbing about how much housing sucks and how scared I am that in my Junior and Senior years I'll be without home.
But I digress. Talked to the professor and he was impressed with my drawings! I've never had an official art class in my life the ones I showed him are the costumes I drew up for my French class - the first non-stick figure drawings I'd ever done! And he was IMPRESSED! Seriously though, I could die of extaticness!
I am such a girl.