Oh..well shit

So I wake up to find this pretty huge package on my desk from the Academy of Art University in San Fran.

I was like, "Oh, I wonder what they sent me this time."

I open it, and it's a huge ass course schedule and catalog.

HOLY SHIT.

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CLASSES?

Srsly, I don't even know where to start with all this crap in my face D:

But before I even start, I need to figure out what to take first.

Animation or illustration 8|

And even with those two fields alone, there's like abajillion classes for them.

I feel so intimidated Q________________Q

Oh man, I don't even know if I wanna go to this school anymore LOL

1) It's a private school. Don't have that kind of money LOLOL
2) It's in San Fran. 500 miles up north in an unfamiliar area with no sense of direction? Yeah, not good for me Q_____Q I get homesick easily too.
3) It's in San Fran. One of the major hubs for artsy shit. Granted, there'll be an assload of godly people that will probably make me commit suicide orz
4) It's in San Fran. Weather sucks ass compared to SoCal 8|

Durr, even though I have more beefs about it being in San Fran, I'm more intimidated by the students LOL;; Our art class went to a presentation by one of the reps from the school awhile ago. Friggin' showcased a lot of graduating students' work. I think I heard everybody, including myself, groan the whole time OTL;; THE COMPETITION IS TOO AMAZING Q______________Q

But ugh...thinking about all this college shit makes me wanna blow some chunks Dx I don't even know whether to go to a community college first or just go straight to art college stuffs. Dammit D:<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

I DON'T WANNA GROW UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP