Where are we...
Oh yes July! Beginning of semester two...the last semester until we're plucked from the safety of the AUT womb and thrown into the world, still bruising from the hit of the recession. Yusss cannot wait, can you feel my excitement? Ha! oh christ, walking along the studios, you can see the same look in every third year's face. We aint gonna lie. We're scared. Especially since AUT likes to be so different and is making us all graduate in December, so we don't even have all high degreed summer to mosey around because we technically haven't got our piece of paper degreeeeeeees yet. Nope, it's off to the real world for us...
But until that time, the present means that we'll be reaping the rewards of our procrastinating selves. You can probably pick us out like ants in the sun, scrambling to finish writing our essays while those of us with pilots still to do are battling mean-spirited printers (why oh God why will you not print double sided A2????), lack of sponsorship (what do you meeeeean you won't give us free money?)and dwindling money supplies! Oh real/hybrid art world of art school, you are too cruel.
Three months till the end. Shall we start the countdown? Who will make it out alive? Who won't graduate (omg!). Three months later, all will be revealed...
- Agnes
Oh yes July! Beginning of semester two...the last semester until we're plucked from the safety of the AUT womb and thrown into the world, still bruising from the hit of the recession. Yusss cannot wait, can you feel my excitement? Ha! oh christ, walking along the studios, you can see the same look in every third year's face. We aint gonna lie. We're scared. Especially since AUT likes to be so different and is making us all graduate in December, so we don't even have all high degreed summer to mosey around because we technically haven't got our piece of paper degreeeeeeees yet. Nope, it's off to the real world for us...
But until that time, the present means that we'll be reaping the rewards of our procrastinating selves. You can probably pick us out like ants in the sun, scrambling to finish writing our essays while those of us with pilots still to do are battling mean-spirited printers (why oh God why will you not print double sided A2????), lack of sponsorship (what do you meeeeean you won't give us free money?)and dwindling money supplies! Oh real/hybrid art world of art school, you are too cruel.
Three months till the end. Shall we start the countdown? Who will make it out alive? Who won't graduate (omg!). Three months later, all will be revealed...
- Agnes
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