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Sep. 4th, 2007 06:10 pmI don't know why, but the first day back has left me feeling drained and used. . .
I want to draw right now. I know I do...but nothing is working, nothing is coming out right and I just, yeah. I think it's because we had life drawing today. That class always makes me feel like I'm worthless, that and I've had to fight with the school about a certain class and get myself back on class lists and yeah.
It was basically 'Welcome back! We know you, but you don't exist!'
*sigh*
I want a hug.
I want to draw right now. I know I do...but nothing is working, nothing is coming out right and I just, yeah. I think it's because we had life drawing today. That class always makes me feel like I'm worthless, that and I've had to fight with the school about a certain class and get myself back on class lists and yeah.
It was basically 'Welcome back! We know you, but you don't exist!'
*sigh*
I want a hug.
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Date: 2007-09-05 04:20 am (UTC)The father of a good friend of mine told her something, that she in turn told me, that now I impart on to you.
"The primary purpose of college isn't to learn whatever you're studying, because there's other ways to do that. The primary purpose of college is to teach you how to deal with shit."
Nobody gets through uni without the administration giving them a hard time- NOBODY (anyone who so claims that they did will be denounced as a liar and stoned, even if they're telling the truth). I think that this is the primary purpose of university administration- to take your money, make you do a funny dance while jumping through their hoops, and give you a hard time about both.
Hang in there!