Day 11: This is where it begins.

First day of school, FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL! We finally started school! I can promise you, it wasn't what I expected but hell, it's only the first day. My ID picture is horride, something else I can also promise you. We had very well known photographer come give us a speech today. His name is Gregory Heisler; he works for TIME magazine. He is also one of my professors. He has a sense of humor but seems entirely too cocky for his own good. I guess he has a right to be though. It was just annoying hear him talk about himself for 2 hours & keep us a hour & 10 mins after just so he can talk about himself some more.

I've met some kids from school already & they are nice for the most part but we of course have to have an annoying little shit that is an attention whore like none other. I'm not too interested in anyone which I guess is a good thing since I can focus on my work rather than trying to make friends. I'm here for art, i'm here to get my life started not to make friends with everyone. I'll be nice & friendly but i'm not going to make making friends my number one priority. I'm here for a reason. 1400 kids applied for Hallmark; 428 got accepted; 144 remain. If I wasn't meant to be here then I wouldn't have been sitting in those lecture hall seats today.

Other than school being absolutely tiring & having to listen to our speaker/professor gloat about his glory years; today was good. Although I did find out that Alaska isn't really Alaskan...he's just a cookie cut Alaskan...he moved to Alaska in first grade...

Also, I miss my Polaroid camera...& my dog.

<---That's my professor. Bask in his glory, or he will find you...no but seriously he's awesome.