Despite what my previous post would lead someone to believe, I'm in my third month of my last year in high school. How exciting! And so very, very stressful. School, friends and family are keeping me rather busy. Not that I mind; it's nice to feel so involved. It's amazing how rewarding it feels to see that you're exactly where you wanted to be four years ago.
On track to graduate? Check. Comprehending the material being taught? Check. Starting senior project?
I'll start in January, I promise! I still need to talk to my hopeful mentor, but he'll be so honored I can't possibly imagine him saying no.
That aside, everything is on track. Even my maturity, believe it or not. Looking back, I can't help at cringe at my previous behavior. I'm not sure why, but my brain just seems to work better these days. My grades are where I expect them to be; some needing improvement, others fine as is.
Do you know how much it costs to graduate?
Way too much.
I'm getting stressed by thinking about it, so I'll skip that for now...
This year has also brought me a new inspiration. It's a musician called Voltaire. He's fan-freaking-tastic. Every song is a story, and every album a story book. He's a bit hard to describe, as he's very different.
Oh, yes. I almost forgot. I got Art Student of the Month, something I've dreamed of since I was a lowly freshmen, for the months of October and November. I get to display my artwork in a display box. All by myself. My first solo-show (Haha!) Due to technical difficulties
I had been proud at first, but it's died down due to some... less than desired reactions from my friends. Really, hearing "She only picks her favorites" makes me feel like a success. Thanks, guys. I appreciate it.
Anyway, it seems I'm frustrating myself. On a happier note, I got to make my teacher climb in the box. That was fun. And, through the entire mess, I created a pretty good relationship with the lady who deals with all the money. So that's a plus.
Ah, well. I'm done for now. My mind is on other things,