createdwithpassion

So I had my first day of my final year in the VCA program today. I showed up to class dressed to the nines in my spats and top hat, of course. The new art fundamentals students were huddled around the doors with their brand new art supplies, looking utterly mortified. And then I come along. You should have seen the poor bastards faces, simply priceless. You could almost see the world as they know it crumbling down in their eyes. Like it wasn't bad enough that they're in  a new school in a new town experiencing all sorts of things they've never experienced. Then some asshole comes and skews their perception of what is acceptable