I wish I could get more in depth but I always seem too busy to really remember the interesting stories. Sometimes I look at the calendar and think will this ever end? I realize that's not the best mentality, but the onslaught of class, homework, sleep, has left me exhausted and my patience to wait out this first year of purposely stressful workload given by the school has been diminishing logarithmically.
Sleep is a precious commodity and the stress really appears on all of my classmate's faces. That's not to say I can't survive this year, though two of my classmates have already dropped out after being either unable to adjust to a too unfamiliar, too rigorous school and social life or missing one too many classes for medical reasons. Miss two classes of one subject? Be prepared to take it over the summer. Foundation year is a necessity.
I think I'm improving at least? I just have to hold out for spring semester, when new classes begin and teachers supposedly drive their students a smidgen less harder. Until mid-December, I will count down the days until this slow and undulating time of misery ends.
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On a more lighthearted note, sleeping in class takes skill in a studio. You'll always be sitting in a stool, meaning there's no backrest to lean against. Sometimes you'll see people sitting on the ground, leaning against table legs with their eyes closed during work time. Or watch their eyes fall closed and pop open as they try to stay awake in critiques. Spatial is especially interesting, mostly because that's the class people stay up the latest for and also the fact the stools and tables are of the same height. Really inconvenient for working. Today I fell asleep (despite sleeping at a respectable 1 A.M. last night) for maybe half an hour during work time, behind on stool, head on table, and back bent a good 90°.
Perhaps I'll draw a comic about this later.
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