Miss Anonymous

I think it might be a good idea to give a little insight to me as a person, some idea of what makes me tick.......I want to be anonymous, not soulless.

Crash Course in Me

        Home Schooled 1st - 8th Grade

        Raised by religious parents

        Not religious, but very open minded and accepting

        Hard working, self motivated, honest, high honor roll student.

        Grew up with a mother that paints

        Been creating art since I could pick up a pencil

        Have an amazing group of friends back home

        Have an amazing boyfriend back home

        My sister and I keep each other sane in our insane family

        I honestly have a good level head on my shoulders

        But I still know how to have fun

        I've been described as a "soundbox"

        Only child to go to college
I'm kind of "One of the guys" 

        I'm the friend that you tell your secrets to because I can keep them

        Want to be successful

        Want to Be Happy............

I'm sure that was just riveting. What I'm trying to say, is I am extremely normal.... somehow I turned out very normal. I can make friends, communicate with my superiors, I have fun, I love fashion, I'm a goofball and a character.

Beginning Half Way Through

I can't explain to you at this moment what has brought me to create a blog, just know over time it will all unravel and be explained. I've reached a point of desperation. Either I face another semester of misery, or find an outlet (other than my "art") to make my time here at art school bearable.

Let me explain......

I'm a 20 year old female who will remain anonymous and location-less. After attending a state university in my hometown in the Northwest and hating every moment of it, I finally got my shit together and started to pursue my DREAMS of a career in art. Six months after being accepted and receiving a very very generous scholarship I was off.

Twelve hundred miles from home.

After a rigorous and an emotionally and physically draining first semester, I thought second semester would be my fresh start. I could clear my mind and get my priorities in order.
Despite my best efforts, that isn't working out too well for me. So here I am, day two of semester two jaded and a little pissed off.

Tonight I had what I thought was an extremely clever little idea. I'd start a blog called "Art School Anonymous", ya know, a witty reference to Art School Confidential (which I swear must have been written about my school). So next best title. Kind of my own AA meeting.

I want to tell My story of My time at an art school.
I'll be posting thoughts on the people I have met, professors or projects, my own personal philosophy and give a glimpse to what life is really like when all you do is eat, sleep, and breathe art. This is not my place to rant and rage about drama.
This is my place to figure out how to enjoy the opportunity I've been given and become the happy and most success person I believed in just a year ago.

I'll leave on that note, perhaps I could go update my blog that isn't anonymous? I have a feeling this one is going to have a lot more of my attention.