Every year the art classes have open house. EVERYONE shows their work. The airbrush kids, the drawing and painting kids, the photo kids and even the drafting kids. Needless to say but it is a huge deal. Open house week is hell for the teachers and the kids but the night is always fun.
The senior get to put up their stuff out in the halls. Everyone else has theirs in the rooms. I am not going to get a place on the wall. Which, sadly makes me want to cry.The four years I have been in art lead up to this. I have been waiting all these years to put myself up on the wall. But I dropped out of art. She said I can still put stuff up, but no one bothered to tell me that open house was today. I found out last, people were talking about it on facebook.
It hurts. I think it is lame that I am so sad about this. I guess I am not an art kid anymore, I do not know what I am then. I have always been an art kid.
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