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.