The semester starts out with unending enthusiasm and optimism despite how worn out I feel from the “break”. Around mid semester the rose colored glasses come off and I feel less impressed with my total art school experience and have trouble taking things seriously. two-thirds of the way through, I get a little more of a spring in my step, but feel like I’m just staying afloat. End of the semester comes with elation, directly followed by confused, deflated feelings of inadequacy, then anxiety over how short a break I have. I cram in a million things into my break and by the time the next semester is due to start, I will be completely worn out but enthusiastic once again. Go team!
cycles of school
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