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I am offically enrolled at the Art Institute! Im so excited! July 11 is my first day of class! The campus is amazing. The only 'Green' building in all of Fort Worth!  I have to write a 300 word essay of two of three things:

1. What do you expect from the Art Institutes education? How will help you reach your life and career goals?

2. List three of your strengths. Choose two and explain how those strengths have contributed to your success in school, in art or in your life.

3. Discuss a life challenge and the efforts you took to meet and work through it.  

 All my paper work!^
so exciting to see it all come together! My classes!^

The car and school! The only thing missing is a job! (thanks goodness for unemployment!) But once I get started in my classes, my counselors will help me find a part-time job! 

I am traveling a litte more in the next few months, another trip to Lubbock (kinda of boring but i told my sister Id help her move back home for the summer), Chicago to see family, Vegas for a sibling vacation, a cruise, a quick weekend in California to visit an old friend ;-), New York to ring in 2012... all these opportunities to get out there and get out of Texas!  but hopefully I wont miss much school if I can time it right! Ill have one week of school in and then I'll be leaving for my trip to Puerto Rico and only miss one day of actual class! 76 days left! It's flying by so quickly! 

I thought this year was going to turn into a bust, but i wasn't about to let some little bump in the road get me down! I just had to let doors close and eventually new ones would open! Whats next? Chicago to write more? New York to work for a magazine? Arizona for a job opportunity if they liked me? My mini coupe? (i know, i know! Im grateful for the wheels that I do have, but Im just sayin!) ah, guess I'll just have to wait and see!

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