Thus far, May has been a very awesome month.

First, there was the release of Veronica Roth's new book, Insurgent.  It's the sequel to Divergent.  Hot damn, this series is fantastic.  And just...FOUR.  TOBIAS.  FOUR.  TOBIAS.  Ugh, I love far too many fictional characters.

AND THEN, we have Cassandra Clare's new book in the The Mortal Instruments series.  Y'know, City of Lost Souls?  OH MY SWEET BABY JESUS. That book...and my feelings.  I was laughing then cry then screaming then crying.  ALL MY EMOTIONS.  I can't handle them.  All my babies!    I just...I can't.  I'm not going to say anything more than it was absolutely amazing, and I shall sit here in agony waiting for the sixth - and final - book.  WHICH IS NOT OUT UNTIL MARCH 2014.  Someone shoot me, I can't wait that long.  Or rather, don't shoot me.  I need to know how the series ends.


And finally...and most relevant to DA.   I handed in my portfolio to be viewed and critiqued by the merciless Portfolio Review Committee at my present university. I am trying to get into the Fine Arts program there.  I didn't try last year because I was trying to get into another program at another university in the same city.  But I only got on the wait list there.  No hard feelings, my portfolio wasn't that strong.   But after all the hard work and success I had in my ART class last semester - I knew I had several stronger pieces.

So, I went for it.  Put together my strongest porfolio, and sent her off on May 1st.  Fingers crossed.  Praying, hoping.  That one ART class was more than enough to convince me that I would never be cut out for any other degree.  I enjoy slaving away hour after hour after hour after hour on one drawing or painting, sacrificing food and sleep and mental stability.  BUT ASK ME TO STUDY FOR ONE TEST, AND I AVOID MY NOTES LIKE THE BLOODY PLAGUE.    I am not cut out for studying.

Anyways, so yes, I was hoping. We were told when we handed portfolios in not to expect an email sharing the results - reccomendation for acceptance, recommendation for the waitlist or recommendation for acceptance to the BA, Major in Art and Design (the program I was in last year), or a denial - until late May/early June.

I tend to subconsciously freak out over things like this. I had a nightmare about it two nights ago where they had all the applicants come into an auditorium and they would publicly announce results and share the comments the board left about your works.  You had to get 40/50 to be accepted.  And when my name was  called, and I got 11/50, and the comments were all how they absolutely hated my work and I had absolutely NO creative skill and that I shoul give up now rather than to live with the delusion that I had any artistic ability. HORRIBLE DREAM, I SAY.  HORRIBLE.

So today, I decided out of the blue to check my email.  The first email in my inbox is from the Academic Advisor for the Department of Art and Design.  And what does the email say?  Based on my submitted portfolio, I have been granted reccomendation for acceptance into the BFA program.



IT IS NOT EVEN THE MIDDLE OF MAY YET, GUISE.  I HAVE ALREADY RECEIVED CONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.

WHICH MEANS, SO LONG AS MY GRADES ARE GOOD ENOUGH, I AM ACCEPTED INTO THE FINE ARTS PROGRAM.  THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH WORDS IN MY VOCABULARY, OR THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE, OR IN ANY LANGUAGE, TO EXPRESS HOW ECSTATIC AND HAPPY AND GRATEFUL I AM.  THERE ARE NO WORDS.

Now, if you'll excuse me...I need to go run around and collapse and get up again and run around some more before collapsing and yelling out "I AM THE MASTER COMMANDER!" or "TRIUMPHANT AT LAST!"  Or maybe, just emitting joyous bouts of absolute joy with no words at all...like a verbal keybouard smash.

And then, then I will draw.  Because what better way is there to express my excitement about being accepted into a Fine Arts program other than drawing.  SO EXPECT SOME MONSTER HIGH OR WINX WHO WHO EVEN KNOWS WHAT ART IN THE FUTURE.

SWEET BABY JESUS, I AM SO HAPPY.