Drawing II, again?

So, I'm really pissed right now. I finally got my admissions letter from the College for Creative Studies, and I'm really pissed.

1)I got less award money than what I thought I was going to get.
2)A lot of the classes that I took at HFCC are not going to transfer over. As in about 15 credits worth!
3.)They're making me retake Drawing 2! WTF!!!!

I could understand if this was the second time I've had to retake Drawing 2, but this is the THIRD TIME! And, yes, I was yelling. There are no words for how angry this -ish makes me.

So, I'm going to march my tale down to the school and protest against this. I don't think that I should have to retake this class. I'm hoping that I win the battle against them, because I really don't feel like this is fair.

Here are some of the drawings that I submitted for my portfolio.

The waiting

So, today is the first day of summer classes. The financial aid office is beyond packed. When I first got down here I had almost 300 people ahead of me in line. Now, I only have about 30 people ahead of me. I still have to go and buy my textbooks from the bookstore AND read all the stuff out of the textbook by tomorrow. This is incredibly stressful and almost more trouble than what it's worth.



Part of the problem is the fact that I didn't take care of this weeks ago. That's my fault. I'm a habitual procrastinater. But the school does need to get some help in their financial aid department. I'm sure that over 80% of the students here are receiving aid. Why can't they get some more people in here to help? This is just insane.



Of course this is the day that my husband and I were supposed to quit smoking. I don't know if I can do it...I'm just under so much stress right now.



So, I guess I'll just try to calm down, and think about anything other than a cigarette.

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The Past Few Months

I've been crazy busy for the past few months, but with my wedding done, and my finals completed (as of yesterday), I can finally do what I want to do.

Back in August I decided that I wanted to finish my fine arts degree. I was really excited about it, but now I see why I got so discouraged the first time around: the teachers. What is it about teaching art that makes these teachers such jerks? My Life Drawing professor was constantly tearing me down this past semester, and I still don't understand why. He even selected some of my work to hang in the school's gallery. Why did he pick on me so much? I understand that I am but a lowly mortal, and he is an art god (scoff). Anyway, I have the same teacher for Painting 2, and I'm not happy about. This time, I will make war with him.

About a month ago I started creating polymer clay jewelry, and it's a lot of fun! Pictures coming soon!