its like a full time job...

i see this past summer as preparation for fall semester.

i may have only worked 4 days a week for about 8 to 9 hours everyday, but i think i become accustomed to being gone from the early morning to early evening, barely having time to pee, and working through the lunch hour. without those kind of summer hours, i think i would have broken down by now.

i now feel for becca. i always knew she worked long and hard hours in studio, but now i have first hand experience. for the 23 hours i sit in a classroom a week (and the additional 5+ hours i spend doing homework each day), i'm only getting 15 hours of credit.

what could i possibly be doing? drafting. measuring. twirling my pencil. coloring. lettering. taking pictures. burning cds.

it might not seem like much, but anyone can attest to the fact that my social hours have dwindled. to put it in perspective, i said this to anna on wednesday:

"i'm so excited, i'm almost finished! i only have like an hour and a half of stuff left to do!"

i basically spend all my time trying to get ahead, and only end up not having to spend the night before a project is due in the studio with the other girls.

but nonetheless, i'm (dare i say it?) enjoying it so far. but i'm praying to God that things slow down soon before i breakdown.