School starts this coming up Monday. It’ll be the first day of my last semester. I think I’m more sad and nervous than excited. I want the degree but I’m not all that excited about not being in school for 8 months and not knowing where I’ll be living in just a year from now.
If I get accepted into a MFA program, which is definitely what I want, I’m just having trouble finding one that I know I like. But even if I find one there’s no telling whether or not I’ll get into that one.
Less than a week until I meet with my professors to talk about what I’m doing for my portfolio classes and I know what I want to do, but I feel like I should have already started.
