So far, no major injuries. I did poke my finger with a pin and bled a little. So I took the tomato that Noah ripped off his stuffed monkey as a pin cushion. Some of my supplies are ridiculously expensive (i.e. $70 for fabric scissors).
But who knew I could get so excited about stationery? I was up late packing up my bags for school on monday night and i could barely sleep since I was looking forward to school. I knew I had to catch some winks before i wake up at 5 because I had to catch the bus at 6. I was so sleepy and the walk to school was so rainy and windy, my humungous porftolio bag (along with all my goodies) were flapping up and down my side. The walk to school was pretty creepy at 6 in the morning.
My first class was Basic Patterndrafting. I had a hard time at the last 30 minutes trying to learn dart manipulation. I left school very discouraged because this was only my first day. Bob picked me up from school and told me we were going to Canada. I thought he was joking, but he wasn't. We were going to celebrate his dad's birthday. Cindy helped me with my homework, but i still wasn't sure what exactly i had to turn in.
The next day i had Design for Apparel. I loved it. The teacher was striaght forward, realistic, wasn't going to sugar coat anything. One of my assignments was to grab a lot of colour swatches from paint/home improvement stores. My teacher said you might be shy at first, but once you realize how useful they are, you would just waltz in and grab them without shame. (so if anyone ever go into one, grab some for me, thanks). During class, someone mentioned what a hard time they were having in Patterndrafting to this new teacher. A minute later, 20 people had the same problem. I was relieved that I wasn't the only lost one out there.
Yesterday I had Industrial Sewing, you would not believe how fast these machines go, and how much noise they make when 20 of them are running together at the same time. It was fun, and i finally got better at doing straight lines at the end of this week. Not perfect, but better.
I was a little shy at the beginning, i felt old since most of my classmates were fresh out of high school, and i've always had this impression of designers (or fashion students) where they have very strong personalities. (Isn't it funny that the fear of not making friends in school still exists after all these years ... i've always thought this fear was very "high-school") But everyone warmed up to each other at the end of the week, and we swamped phone numbers and got together for a tutoring session on patterndrafting. I am now no longer so lost and have to get back to my loads of homework.
My schedule is now pretty tough on Noah and Bob. I feel bad every time I have to leave Noah, when I get home, he gets more anxious each time I leave the room. Maybe he's getting older and understanding more, but i don't know. sometimes i feel awfully guilty. Bob's schedule is now also busier because of me. And this is only the first week...
I am having a lot of fun and learning a lot of new things and i cannot gush enough about how awesome it is. Now I have to balance all the other important things in my life while persuing this passion of mine.