Two years ago, I couldn’t wait to go back to school. But as my last semester of undergrad approaches, I can’t help but cling to every last minute of winter vacation. This will be a last thing, among a whole more of last things to come as the semester wanes down to the last few days. I suspect the semester ending will be a bittersweet event. I will hopefully by that time be ready to move on to the rest of my life.
As I sit here typing, though, I can’t say that I am ready to go back. I have finished my 24 page comic script, but that’s aside from the main point. After this semester, I won’t have any set path. It’s all up to me. Where do I want to go? What do I want to do? I have been seriously considering becoming a tattoo artist, there is a lot of money in that field. But, if I do that, I don’t want to let go of this blog, or my web-comic. The downside to graduating as an art major is the extremely limited arena in which I can apply my skills to earn a paycheck. I am, more and more, considering the acquisition of a teaching certificate, and the possibilities and benefits of a high-school art teaching gig.
I also have a dreadful feeling that my posts over the course of the next semester will dwindle as the increasing demands of the semester have to be met. I won’t be able to help that, and apologize in advance. I love watching as the amount of readers goes up every day.
Also, my cat won’t leave me alone. It wouldn’t be such a problem if the cat didn’t shove its poophole in my face when he comes and “visits”.