A few weeks ago on my way to work I was scrolling through emails on my iphone when I came across a message from my school. Usually these emails are about my finances or an invite to some fashion show being presented by the fashion majors. I almost bypassed it but decided to give it a gander. The message was congratulating me on my academic accomplishment in my program of Media Arts and Animation and for making the Dean's List. Wow! The only list that I made in high school was the principal's shit list or the detention list. The event would be held at this joint in NoHo right across the street from my school called the Federal Bar. Now let me fill you in. Aside from the lead in a few musicals, I accomplished very little in high school. High School in my back asswards southern town was hell for me....HELL.
I had been so caught up in all of my projects that I didn't realize that I was actually doing a stellar job. I'm a full time waiter, full time student, and I do graphic design on the side which will hopefully turn into something more down the road. In short,I'm a very busy person and I forget to stop and smell the roses. I arrived at the "ceremony" just a touch late, but to be honest most of the attendees were a bit hammered along with some of the faculty. I collected my award, stuffed a few hors d'oeuvres in my face and I was out the door. I didn't know anyone there and I was flying solo, I also had projects to work on back home.
Tonight as I write this I'm tired...very tired. Finals are in full swing and my apartment looks like an arts and crafts atom bomb has exploded. I haven't had a real day off in weeks and I haven't seen my friends in an age. Spring break is just around the corner and I'm looking forward to some much needed rest, but knowing me I'll still find some project to get lost in. At the end of the day I'm that same kid from Arkansas that likes to scribble in his sketch pad.
A few weeks ago on my way to work I was scrolling through emails on my iphone when I came across a message from my school. Usually these emails are about my finances or an invite to some fashion show being presented by the fashion majors. I almost bypassed it but decided to give it a gander. The message was congratulating me on my academic accomplishment in my program of Media Arts and Animation and for making the Dean's List. Wow! The only list that I made in high school was the principal's shit list or the detention list. The event would be held at this joint in NoHo right across the street from my school called the Federal Bar. Now let me fill you in. Aside from the lead in a few musicals, I accomplished very little in high school. High School in my back asswards southern town was hell for me....HELL.
I had been so caught up in all of my projects that I didn't realize that I was actually doing a stellar job. I'm a full time waiter, full time student, and I do graphic design on the side which will hopefully turn into something more down the road. In short,I'm a very busy person and I forget to stop and smell the roses. I arrived at the "ceremony" just a touch late, but to be honest most of the attendees were a bit hammered along with some of the faculty. I collected my award, stuffed a few hors d'oeuvres in my face and I was out the door. I didn't know anyone there and I was flying solo, I also had projects to work on back home.
Tonight as I write this I'm tired...very tired. Finals are in full swing and my apartment looks like an arts and crafts atom bomb has exploded. I haven't had a real day off in weeks and I haven't seen my friends in an age. Spring break is just around the corner and I'm looking forward to some much needed rest, but knowing me I'll still find some project to get lost in. At the end of the day I'm that same kid from Arkansas that likes to scribble in his sketch pad.
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