getting too real
so awhile ago I posted about me getting into art school, but today I wanted to share sth with the internet. as you may (or may not) know as it says in my profile description, I’m 21 years old, I live in Mexico city and on December I dropped out of college. it’s stiil kinda hard for me to say that and to talk about that because it’s just not sth that I imagined I’d ever do. I graduated with honors from high school back in 2014 at the age of 19 (because at my school you had to course a year of english after kindergarden) and I even got a scholarship to study latinoamerican literature at one of the best universities in the city. However, I need to mention that what I really wanted to study was english literature but there’re not many options to persue that major here, so I was like okay latin lit. long story short although I liked it, I actually wasn´t enjoying it. before I continue I must say that reading and drawing have been a passion of mine since forever, but it never occure to me how I could do both things until my second semester at uni that I discovered illustration. of course I knew it existed but I never thought I could be an illustrator. back then (2015) I thought that I could graduate in latin lit and then make a masters or even study another major. then i realized that I didn’t wanted to wait, I wanted to start working on my dreams because they were so clear. for the first time in a long time I knew exactly what I wanted to do!! I couldn’t change major at my uni because if I’d do it I would lose my scholarship and I couldn’t pay the tuition any longer. so I went to the hell of applications (again) and I got in two of the best programs for graphic design.
I mean I know I could finished that major but it wasn’t for me and I could’t allow myself to keep wasting my parent’s money in sth that I wasn’t even enjoying. although I don’t consider that year and a half as a wast of time because a) I learn a hell lot and b) I met amazing people who support me.
I just wanna say that is never too late to persue your dreams. I know that it’s more common the story of that person whose parents wanted him to be a lawyer or a doctor but he actually wanted to be an artist idkk. the point here is that nobody know what they’re doing, we all learn along the way and it’s okay to make mistakes, it’s okay to not like your major, but do sth about it!!
from my experience, the only thing I can say is that after giving the first step, it still feels wierd to mention that I dropped out, but I try to embrace my decision because I’m sure that it was the best for me.
