whine, whine, cheese
Right on cue: as soon as I get off spring break, the anxiety hits.
The school anxiety is relatively mild, belong along the lines of "OMG! I'm behind on tech writing again! MUST CATCH UP. And I'm not sure what I need to do for Interpersonal Communication! Thank god my other two classes are relatively stress-free."
It's the life anxiety that's kicking my ass: "I still need a job; I have cons coming up! Oh jeez, and AniZona's like two weeks earlier than I thought it was, I need to hurry up with those prints. God, I need money. There's no good openings on craigslist right now, though, and none of the places I've apped to have gotten back to me, not even the ones I REALLY WANT. Oh my god, I'm never going to get a job. I'm going to live off my parents forever. Wait, I have art at Lunacon! Let's see, that should have finished up by now. I'm so lucky to have had an opportunity like that! Oh god, but what if I didn't sell anything? What if I blew my big chance? Shit, I priced my art too high, I know it! I'll never be able to make a living at the one thing I'm good at! I'm going to die cold and alone."
Add a dash of "o shi I'm turning 22 in two months" for flavor.
... Yeah, just a bit stressy.
The school anxiety is relatively mild, belong along the lines of "OMG! I'm behind on tech writing again! MUST CATCH UP. And I'm not sure what I need to do for Interpersonal Communication! Thank god my other two classes are relatively stress-free."
It's the life anxiety that's kicking my ass: "I still need a job; I have cons coming up! Oh jeez, and AniZona's like two weeks earlier than I thought it was, I need to hurry up with those prints. God, I need money. There's no good openings on craigslist right now, though, and none of the places I've apped to have gotten back to me, not even the ones I REALLY WANT. Oh my god, I'm never going to get a job. I'm going to live off my parents forever. Wait, I have art at Lunacon! Let's see, that should have finished up by now. I'm so lucky to have had an opportunity like that! Oh god, but what if I didn't sell anything? What if I blew my big chance? Shit, I priced my art too high, I know it! I'll never be able to make a living at the one thing I'm good at! I'm going to die cold and alone."
Add a dash of "o shi I'm turning 22 in two months" for flavor.
... Yeah, just a bit stressy.
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Seriously, though. Chill. Your art is gorgeous, and you'll do fine. And you've just got to keep looking for jobs and stuff. It's not easy to find places just like that, but you'll manage!
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Aw, thanks. ♥ I'm sure trying. At least I know I'm going to make SOME money at AniZona - I can print decent-looking stuff with minimal overhead, and I'll of course still be offering sketches...
Holy crapnuts, though, it's on the fifth. I need to get cracking on that Demyx print. And the Firefox/Thunderbird print. And maybe the samurai!Roxas, if I can...
overcommitment wut
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you'll manage~
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