Alot can change over time. But only four months?! I feel like August was so far away, yet I'm surprised at how quickly my first semester here has come to an end. So how did I like my first semester at the University of Central Arkansas? Hmmm.... If I could only use one word... Magical. College was everything I wanted and then some. Was it difficult? Oh yes. I had to drop a class early on, and it shattered me, you would have thought that somebody died. However, alot of people compare it to High School, and I'm actually making better grades here than I ever did there O.o I think it's my drive to succeed. I mean, I did so much to get here. I had to apply for the ACT, fill for scholarships and loans, and Fafsa *gulp* all on my own. I got myself here. Nobody else. I wasn't pushed to attend college by anyone, and I grew up figuring I'd never end up going. This first semester has felt so surreal, like a dream. I'm away from my parents and my family in Greenbrier. I love my mom and my dad, and of course my brothers. But when I go home, it feels more like visiting my parents house than "going home". How can that be? I spent my life there, nearly two decades. yet in the few months I've been here, it feels more like home than anything. I love my modest little dorm and how big all the university buildings are. I get a thrill walking around at night and doing whatever I want, whenever I want. However, I'm not abusing my power. Yea, I probably have a few crazy shenanigans every now and then, but I'm not going wild with my freedom. I feel like I've actually changed as a person here, and definately as an artist. My art professor, Ms. Sandra Luckett, has had such a powerful impact on me and my art. Yes, she was critical. She pushed you far out of your comfort zone. She changed my direction as an artist big time. My style and aesthetics remain, but my work is far more mature and dynamic than I ever thought would be possible. She is very reminiscent of another certain art teacher I have had in the past... :)
