i have been mia on the blog front. but i am ok with that. pre-college is pretty intense. every second is packed for these kids. classes and lectures and meals and field trips. and every tarc (teacher assistant/resident coordinator) is along for the ride. checking to make sure they are traveling in groups of three and not causing any trouble.
i can't help but compare this all to my own early college experience in chicago before senior year. i left after that roller coaster three weeks and told myself that i could never do an art school. and somehow i ended at mica. and on top of that working at a similar program.
i know now what an important move that was to make. i was able to come to mica already a little broken in. i was prepared for the not being the best in my class thing. and i was prepared to bust my butt. not much has changed. two summers later i am still thinking the same things. (it's not anti-social. it's personal enlightenment.) and now i can pass on all of those things i wish i had known to a raw crop of high schoolers.
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