In exactly one week from today I leave for Manhattan. The School of Visual Arts and its traditional animation program of study awaits me, and I'm wicked excited about it :)
People keep asking me if I'm nervous about going, and I've realized that the only part which really makes me nervous are the classes themselves, not so much the city. I can handle the city. Get a rape whistle and don't go out at night alone, I got this (lol). I'm nervous about the classes, and the whole idea of going to school strictly for art. I've never been able to soley devote my time and efforts toward art. I've always wanted to, but was never able because of AP classes and crap. Of course this is what I want to do, so I'm very excited about everything. I made the decision to go to SVA because I wanted to be able to do that. No other school I applied to would allow that. However, there's that little sense of faux regret that keeps popping into my head, saying, "Shouldn't you go to a real college?", or whatever else stupid people ask me when I say where I'm going to school. What a stupid question. Shutup, go die in a hole. My college is real.
Anywayyyyyyyyyyy I've done most of my shopping. Everything.. is pink. My lamp is pink, my towels are pink, my iHome is pink, my garbage can is pink, my hair dryer is pink... I don't know how this happened. I mean, I love the color pink, but I thought I'd have a little more variety in my color scheme. I guess not. I don't mind it, I just wonder what kind of impression this is going to give my roommates. hahahahaaaa
My biggest problem at the moment is figuring out which clothes to bring. There is limited space in the dorm itself, so I have to be frugal. Plus, I plan on doing some shopping once I get there. I've purposely not bought clothes this summer, saving that money to instead use in the city.
La dee daaaa that's all I guess.