Then the teacher came in and chatted like a mad man, he's awesome, by far the best art teacher I've had. Although the course is open for grade 11's like myself, there are probably only four of us there and it feels like I'm on the lower level of skills. Maybe even the worst in the class. But! If you're the worst at something you have the most room to improve, right?
The course is around eight hours long, and I never knew I could spend over four hours staring at a flower. I think it's turning out alright but I'm a little worried about the last bud I started drawing. It's super daunting though, we draw right away with pen, no planning, nothing. Apparently he brought out trace paper and then I could use it for a few things. But it still makes me panicky.
The people are great (once they started talking) we've got a huge rang of people, all artsy and cool (and a large percentage of cute guys
My father and I are staying at my uncle's house because Cap U is in North Van and that's about an hour in without rush hour. Which there is. Alot of. The house is big, kinda creepy, it's still under reno and stuff and I'm in the guest bedroom (/storage closet) so some shadows are pretty creepy at night. Today I was driven, tomorrow I'll probably take the bus.
I'm kinda excited for tomorrow, and nervous. Hopefully it'll get super way better and my flower will work out and all will be good in the world. Hopefully.









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