… And a fine morning it is. Peeking out from our new apartment with high ceilings, spotlights, modern kitchen and huge windows. We still have to clear up the last boxes and I need to find the cable for my camera. Otherwise I can’t show you my flat OR get my reference pictures for my project! Something is bound to be missing when you finish moving house though. Just the way it works.
I’m currently waiting for some eggs to boil. Will make egg and Swedish Kaviar sandwiches for lunch (to bring to Uni). Will talk to Abby today about my future and suchlike. I felt a bit low yesterday after learning that she had said the exact same encouraging words to everyone who got rejected, not just me. “You were so close”, “I was really fighting your case”, “You were ALMOST in, just a few things we need to look at” etc. Suddenly the words felt quite empty and hollow to me and I was left wondering if I will get in at all this year, and what if I don’t?
“Do you need the University?” Tom asked me. I know the University will be a huge huge plus and make me improve hundreds time faster because of the tutoring, but if I don’t get in, I’m still going to continue doing my thing. It’s not like I’ll give up and simply get a 9-5 job. I’ll take a gap year, have a part time job and focus on getting started with my illustrating on my own.
Still have that little feeling of a low. Being rejected was an eyeopener in a very good way and I can now focus on the parts I need to develop. Being rejected really made me THINK. :P I am questioning everything I do now.
Oooo. Toast’s done. Be right back.
There. Made my lunch.
Everyday has at least two things that need to be done. It is incredibly stressful as I just want to sit down and work on my final project. Oops. Time to get going. Only buying coffee twice a week now. Saving money. Sheesh. My poor brain wants its only drug.