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Today's my last day, here at RIT. I've been doing laundry and packing in a whirlwind, before my last final at 2:45. *And afterwards, I'll be doing the same thing all over again, in hopes that I'll get some sleep before my parents get here tomorrow morning.
This is the hardest thing that I've ever had to do. Ever. Including graduations, fights with the family, the surgery, breakups. I only wanted one thing in regards to my education. Just one: to go to RIT and graduate with a Bachelor's degree in art, something that I love. Well...something that I used to love.
I found out the hard way though. To go to school for art, you have to be unique, better than everyone else, and be able to take criticism well. Even when the teachers say that your work is horrible. You have to be able to pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and turn around to show them something infinitely better. I don't have that ability. So I'm leaving. For that reason, and the fact that I can't afford to stay. It's hard, knowing that I had something amazing in my hands, but I couldn't stick it out and fight for the one thing I wanted. I gave up.
And now, I'm going back to the one place that makes me more miserable than anywhere else.
So, I'm posting this to let everyone know that I probably won't be online for a long time. There's still no internet at my house, and when there is, I'm still going to be paying for it. So it's just as well that I do without it for a while, as much as that sucks. If you need to get a hold of me, my cell number is still the same. Otherwise, just leave me alone.
So much for good things.
This is the hardest thing that I've ever had to do. Ever. Including graduations, fights with the family, the surgery, breakups. I only wanted one thing in regards to my education. Just one: to go to RIT and graduate with a Bachelor's degree in art, something that I love. Well...something that I used to love.
I found out the hard way though. To go to school for art, you have to be unique, better than everyone else, and be able to take criticism well. Even when the teachers say that your work is horrible. You have to be able to pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and turn around to show them something infinitely better. I don't have that ability. So I'm leaving. For that reason, and the fact that I can't afford to stay. It's hard, knowing that I had something amazing in my hands, but I couldn't stick it out and fight for the one thing I wanted. I gave up.
And now, I'm going back to the one place that makes me more miserable than anywhere else.
So, I'm posting this to let everyone know that I probably won't be online for a long time. There's still no internet at my house, and when there is, I'm still going to be paying for it. So it's just as well that I do without it for a while, as much as that sucks. If you need to get a hold of me, my cell number is still the same. Otherwise, just leave me alone.
So much for good things.