Hey all! Some of you are already aware of the raffle I'm hosting, concerning the few youtube account I've started this January.
Deadline for that was in fact
the 30th of June, but with again lots of personal problems in my life, I failed to actually end it that day.
So I'm setting the new deadline on
the 10th of July, this friday!
Everyone who is already officially in the raffle has commented on the forum post here:
forum.deviantart.com/community…If you haven't joined yet, and would like to join, you can still do that now! The winner will be getting 500
as promised!
To join, all you have to do is subscribe on youtube to Ginny or Steven, here:
www.youtube.com/channel/UCc6uN…Then come back here and comment that you did that!
Bonus cudos if you make a journal entry mentioning this raffle and the channel you've subscribed to!
So if you're already subscribed to one of them/both of them, but never joined the raffle, you can still do that now. 500 points is a pretty nifty deal!
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Now on to some personal updates!
Just about a week ago, I got my results in for my master year in animation. Against all odds I did more than fine. I passed everything I participated in, and didn't fail as I feared I would with these youtube channels. I've lost some mojo for them a month of two ago. Got in a huge fight with my boyfriend, who said some pretty hurtful things, about me and my youtube project. So I was completely floored emotionally the last month of school. On top of that all, my family got no less than three horrible cases of bad news concerning other family members: my grandmother in the hospital, an uncle with (possibly) cancer, and my baby cousin with an awful illness - Duchenne muscular dystrophy. The latter surely being the worst news of all. The little boy is only 3 and a half years old, and likely won't make it past 7. There's absolutely no way to cope with this kind of news, and his parents are of course suffering the most. Please keep them in your thoughts/prayers, they need it more than ever.
So yeah. 5 years have passed since I went to college. I'm really happy to have picked something I love, rather than something that gets jobs. Because let's be fair here: there's not much 2D animation work to go around. Things are better now than they were 8 years ago, but still not amazing.
But I have to point out that I picked this major for two reasons. One obviously being that I wanted to animate, the other that I want to make comics. It's how I left art high school and it's how I'm leaving art college now. Again, not something bound to make a living.
Unfortunately, if my mother has a say in it, I'm not through with school just yet. After a series of fights with my boyfriend, most of my equipment ended up at my parents' house. If it were up to them I'd move back in this instant. While I'd rather pick up the pieces and make things work. So I'm back where we live together, minus all my stuff needed to animate. And my mother won't allow my father to bring said stuff back here. Yes, I know that I sound like a 15 year old again.
Not having a car nor a driver's license, I can't actually go get my things myself. It's way too much and too heavy to take on the train. Besides: according to my mother, now's the time to study something else, something 'useful'.
Let me put one thing straight here.
There is absolutely nothing useless to drawing.
The only thing truly useless right now is all my equipment.
How can I even THINK of growing if I can't even work?
I 'understand' how my mother dislikes my boyfriend now. It's not as if I'm completely happy with him now, either, if I'm being honest. But all this is just leaving me absolutely stuck in place.
I can't work. If I go home where my equipment is, I still can't work. My new PC doesn't have any of the programs I use yet. All of those have to be transferred somehow from my boyfriend's PC to my own.
Whenever I do go home, I'm being held back, constantly reminded not to go back to my boyfriend. My mother feels like he's 'not right'. If it were up to me, sure, he'd be seeing a fucking therapist already. But he doesn't feel like there's anything wrong with what he did/said. Or well, he does think it was wrong: but not that it's part of a deeper issue like a depression or anything. He honestly kind of blames me. Which is absolute horseshit, dear.
Honestly, my mother has no right to say those things. Literally NO ONE I KNOW anymore is 'right'. Or hell, maybe it's just me.
My father is considered depressed. He's had medication, he's been to therapists, but doesn't do that anymore. He has done some things that are more than wrong: but honestly, the worst of that is behind us. I think.
In any case it makes for uncomfortable situations everywhere I go. But I at least feel like there's something I can DO about the situation with my boyfriend. Hell, I'm part of that situation. With my parents, I'm just completely beside it all, and just stuck in an uncomfortable enviroment where people say nothing but nasty things all the time, be it direct or 'discreetly'.
Ugh. Sorry, this is getting out of hand.
All I know is that I want to work. I want to animate, draw, and write. I want to study something extra too: but not start all over on a 'useful' education and be back in fucking school for another 5 years.
If I really, really, REALLY have to go back to school, I guess I'd pick psychology. Or teaching.
But I honestly don't want to. At all. I would much prefer to just... WORK. For myself. To earn some money, and work on personal projects. Get a part time job on top in a store or something. I feel like I have to taste the sweet sting of retail work to appreciate it.
And who knows, maybe that will make me get a change of heart and want to be a student again.
I hope you're all doing well, or at least better than I am now! I don't usually complain like this. But I don't know, venting feels really nice for once.