*18 SEPTEMBER 2022
It's been a month since I started my second year of university. It's my first semester as an art education student after my foundations year, which means a lot more academics and a lot less studio time. For me, that means I'm doing a lot worse already. Everyone warns you about your foundation year being the worst but they're all design or illustration or craft majors, so they dont have to deal with having to do any actual school (kidding). I knew it would be hard when I barely got through high school with how bad I am at reading at a timely pace and writing things I know teachers will read to go into a major heavy on both of those. Don't fall for the propaganda, it's not at all paper mache and coloring. My one studio, an oil painting class, is pretty much the only thing getting me through the week.
It really doesn't help that splatoon 3 just came out and I've been sinking all my time into that instead of my assignments or opening concerned emails from my guidance counselor. Seriously, that game is insanely fun. After one day of release I decided to go and join my school's splatoon esports team discord to try out even though I'm dogwater at the game. Hoping they have room on their "junior varsity team", or the part of the club for people trying to learn the game and get their rank up. I'm trying really hard to make friends, I really am. I kind of managed to last year but they've all gotten into their own groove in their own majors with thriving communities and here I am in my program with 50 undergrads total having to start from scratch.
Even though it's lonely, I love this time of year. Last week was drenched in summer and oppresively humid. A cicada buzz drowned out my professor's lecture. It was agonizing. A dying wail of summer. It sent a chill down my spine. This week was still hot, a dry baking heat, but the shade was a heavenly, breezy chill that reminds me of fall. I immediately went to starbucks to get myself a pumpkin spice latte and take a nap under a tree. It was so beautiful I was about to weep in the middle of the campus greenery.