Well it finally happened. The 12 year old me would be so jealous. After many detours and dead ends, I've ended up where ever I always said I'd be, Animation. The teachers have done a hell of a job making us feel proud to sit on the carppy, yet prestigious chairs we're sitting on. Allegedly over 300 students applied for Animation at Algonquin College and only 60 were picked. A small number of applicants from past years but impressive non-the-less. I do feel a little undeserving sitting on the chair, because me and I'll say 40 other of the students came from Pre-Animation, a course that is a lot easier to get into. However, even with that said, that was one year of intense training, just to be considered into the course, the rest of the students were already just that good.

And the students, this is what really makes me feel like the cream of the crop: Those students, not from Pre-Animation, most of them aren't even from Ontario, some not even from this side of the planet. We have someone from Barbados, Egypt, Scotland, Zambia and Japan. This puts me at the same level as the best that each of those countries could supply that were eligible. (which could, for all I know, be 2 people, but hey, Kudos to you guys.)

I feel like some kind of nobody, getting way too far in over his head, in some kind of Kung Fu school. The teachers and the homework is going to absolutely murder us, weed out the unworthy and change us completely as artists and people completely. The Sarge is going to beat us up with work, and I will have to say, "Thank you, can I have another." It's not like me at all to desire work, even if it's more art, I love being lazy and just playing games and watching movies. I really need to want this and what I'll become, but in order to do that I need to change my priorities to something I won't recognize as my own.

However, depending on my drive, the sky is the limit. I could end up anywhere. Because of some administrative bullshit that's messed everything up at Sheridan, Algonquin is recognized as the leading Animation school in Canada and most likely in the top 5 in North America. If I can literally soldier through everything that comes my way, I will finally become that great artist I've always wanted to be, but was always too lazy to become. And my art will move! However, even if I graduate with honours and all that, I'll never be done improving. It's almost frightening, I'm far too much a dreamer, than a doer, so standing tall on top of a pile of bodies after the battle is something I actually have a hard time picturing as an eventual fact, rather than fantasy.

Well, I got a good attitude I suppose. Someone with no ambition wouldn't write anywhere near as much well composed text as I just did with out it becoming a rant. Bottom line: I WANT TO RULE THE ART WORLD SO YOU ALL KNEEL BEFORE BRAD!!! MUA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAA!!!!