Quierta's blog

I try to explain how hellish my days are to people, but there's so much to explain that I thought it would be nice to post it in here for safe keeping.

Since college started, my schedule's been insane, I'm constantly doing something. Eventually I'll be more active on the site when I get the pass code for the student lounge and I'll bring my laptop etc. etc. But for now, here's pretty much what I do:

Mondays, Wednesdays
7:15 AM Wake up
7:50 AM Leave the house
8:28 AM Commuter Rail train leaves for Boston
9:20 AM Commuter Rail arrives at South Station
9:35 AM Arrive at the station near my school
9:40 AM Arrive at first class, Women, Gender and the Media
10:00 AM Class begins
10:50 AM Class ends
11:00 AM Arrive at next class in a different building
12:00 PM Class begins, Freshman English 101
12:50 PM Class ends
1:30 PM Arrive at art school after traveling down the hill to the train
2:00 PM Class begins, 2-Dimensional Design
4:40 PM Class ends
5:25 PM Arrive at South Station after two train transfers
5:35 PM Train leaves for home
6:30 PM Arrive at town near home
6:40 PM Arrive at Home
7:00 PM Finish dinner
12:00 AM Go to bed

What does this mean? It means I have a total of 5 hours to myself at home each day, not even counting the fact that I need to do my homework. One piece of homework so far has averaged about 4 hours of work just to paint one 10x10in square with solid color.

I obviously travel a lot, carrying at LEAST my messenger bag with books and papers in it as well as my portfolio with is about 24x21in large, usually with a heavy pad of paper in it. Most of the time I'll also carry an extra art box for my supplies that I need for homework, or a rolling backpack that I'll need to carry up and down the stairs, making people trip over it.

That was only my schedule for two days of the week - the worst days. On Tuesdays and Wednesdays I remain at one school but I have two hours in between classes during which I've no idea what to do. Eventually I'll be bringing my laptop and will be able to use that. On Fridays I get out at 12:50 and have NO art classes, which is amazing.

The classes are admittedly not hard at all. Since I love art and already have a well-rounded experience with technique and guidelines I'm pretty comfortable. Even in my English and Seminar classes I'm pretty good. The worst part of it all is the commuting and traveling, which leave me dead by the time I get home, unable to move any part of my body.