learn to love the world that hates you

I can dish it out, but I cant take it.

Fine time to fake a seizure.

Is this a problem for anyone?

• I have been a vegan since I was 11 years old.
• I have been known to take my clothes off in class.
• One day, I was babysitting this little girl named Ellie. (She was in the middle of being potty-trained to give you backgroung information). I am in the kitchen, and I hear sobbing from the bathroom. I quickly run in to find, Ellie, butt naked. I am overwhelmed by this smell, Ellie steps aside to show me this huge pile of shit on the floor. Greeaat.

As I have mentioned, I am addicted to chaos. I know I am a random person, and I wouldn't change that fact about me. Our assignment was to choose a laugh, a lie, and a truth about ourselves to share with the class. I brought in pictures of me in my underwear in class, and a picture of Ellie, my little girl who "shat" on the floor. Suprisingly I had a decent crit. I got the thumbs up from everyone in the class, besides a girl who thought my 'facts' should have connected, and flowed, maybe have a relationship with eachother? I see where she is coming from, but I wouldn't have changed my ideas.

Overall, I was disappointed. I went in expecting enthusiasm, laughter, people being uncomfortable and ackward. Not to be disrespectful, but I personally was bored out of my mind. I keep hoping that I made the right choice by going to art school. It is a challenge, but I keep finding myself being disappointed and let down. Sure, this could just be "one of those days", as I find myself bitter and stressed, but I keep hoping that I am going to find a sense of reassurance, that I made the right choice by coming here. A sense of reassurance that I am not wasting my time. I keep hoping for a sense of reassurance that this is a place for me.