Quarterly meltdown.

It has become a habit since I became a FIDM student -- "it" being a meltdown. Generally, it happens only once a quarter -- when the stress & homework demand has built up to an all time high. When the realization that finals, as well as final projects are do in just a matter of days. When you look back and say "wait, we learned that? Are you sure?". You know the 'melt down' is coming when you start getting an average of less than 4-hours a night of sleep. When all you want is coffee. When you have so much homework that you fall asleep doing it, and wake up before the sunrises to finish it. I know it sounds like a lot of complaining, but, all-in-all, it is the most rewarding experience in the world. This education is amazing.

My fall quarter melt down was so bad I at least left the class room. Only to stay 45- minutes after having my very understanding teacher try to tell me not to be so meticulous & particular about my work. Unfortunately, I only want to produce good things. Well, at least that was the problem last quarter.

I was warned by an aged student that this winter quarter would be hard. I didn't believe him. Now I do. Being a PD student at FIDM is hard. Some days I want to stab my eyes out with a plastic fork -- other days I am so pleased and feel so rewarded. You can tell everyone from students to teachers are tired. We cram a lot of work in, in just a short amount of time.

Today was the icing on the cake.

Drafting. It has been the end of me. I am convinced it has to do with my love/hate relationship for numbers.

I went in early to explain the difficulties I had with the homework which was quickly resolved -- and then I felt like a complete idiot. Off to a meeting with my career counselor. Easy, peasy -- just a few more small changes to make to my resume. Then back to class. That is when it set in. The realization that we had a lot of work left & only once class left to work on it. Then the grade tallying that happened in my head as my teacher was talking -- oh great. Bye, Bye A. I worked hard in class. Then, I decided it would be good for me to stay after class & talk to the teacher. Funny enough, this is the same teacher I had my last quarter melt down to. After some tears were shed I realized I still have a chance back in the game -- my teacher reminded me that I am a perfectionist and I need to use that skill in this class. Game back on.

You know the quarter melt down is a common problem when you walk into your next class and your friends say "quarterly meltdown?" -- "Yep". Most of the time you hear the story about your classmates meltdown. As bad as it sounds, hearing other peoples stories makes everything better because you know you are not the only one.

Someone once said to me "Oh, fashion school it can't be that hard", well all I can say is -- if you only knew.

Now it is time to focus, focus, focus. Dinner time & blogging is over. Time to start drafting...again...

Sending Love from SoCal.

1 comment:

  1. I am the queen of meltdowns :-) I like to think that they're a healthy release!