The end of another Tuesday is here. I was putting off writing until now, mainly because I wanted to see what the day brought me. Now I realize there is way to much to write about in the short space I am given. Anyway, I am here. Plopped on my bed, once again feeling like a different person in a completely different world. I feel in control, something I was never used to. Every moment that passes gets my stamp of approval, no one else's. This day of mine started at 6:00 AM, which is fine with me. I would much rather start my day early than sleep in and waste time; and if you knew me 5 years ago, I would have said the exact opposite. However, I do enjoy the occasional afternoon nap when I can squeeze it in (luckily, my schedule today allowed for a quick 30-minute snooze after my morning class). All other classes went very well and it seems as though this semester will be challenging, but not so much that it will bring huge amounts of stress. I was extremely pleased with my art class this afternoon. After trying painting about 6 months ago, I've been dying to get back into it. This course will allow for plenty of creativity and gives me an excuse to visit the art supply store, Blicks, to stock up on painting supplies. As you know, I thrive off my creativity. Painting allows me to step into a different place and explore emotions, colors, and senses. This is something that you either get or you don't. I get it.
My school is not your typical college setting. Being an art institute, creativity is splashed on every wall, in every classroom, and on every person walking through the halls. You can be yourself here without receiving any kind of judgment (except from the fashion design students that think their visibly hand-crafted ensemble is better than the put-together outfit you have on). But for the most part we are all on the same page, we all have ideas and passions that we finally get to explore and we get to view each other's work every single day. After attending a university for a year, I can definitely see why I feel more comfortable at my current school. Here there's no memorization, no yes and no answers, and no generic way of doing things. That's what I like.
All in all, my Tuesday was fabulous. I did finally chat with Fabio before coming upstairs, explaining to him where I had been for 2 weeks. And now I'm tucked in cozy, listening to the trains move through, feeling a cool breeze coming in the window behind me. I'm ready to end this day and see what tomorrow brings me. I'm ready for anything.
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