I found a new love, True Detective.
Have you ever been in a situation where things seem too good to be true? Someone would pinch you and wake you up from your dream.
That what happened to me. I applied for a photography course in the beginning of this year. It’s in a school called Helsinki Design School. I wrote about it here. I still don’t believe I got in. Someone pinch me 😀
So it’s one more month until it starts. Feels like an eternity but a month goes quite fast. The feeling is between excitement and nervousness. Excitement because of the impression the school gives about themselves. I get to study photography a little deeper. I’ll meet new people and opportunities I usually wouldn’t get. Most importantly, get better at photography.
The nervous part is will I find the school when I first arrive to Helsinki. I’ve searched the address on Google Maps but will I find it, is a different matter. Even if I know the city and I’ve been there alone before, I still a bit worried. I wouldn’t want to get late on the first day.
Other concern is, will I get anything out of the course. I’ve been in a school before where they gave me hope but I didn’t get anywhere. I don’t want to waste an education on nonsense. I want real opportunities and not just hope. The school promises to be different from other schools but I’ll believe it when I see it. Some people might get new friends, contacts and so on. But maybe I won’t. I have hope now but what then when the real thing starts.
I shouldn’t worry too much. Maybe things won’t be the way I think they will. One thing I know, is that the school assignments won’t be a problem for me. I’ve done the Weekly Photo Challenge so they can’t be more difficult than that. I really hope the school are worth my money.
I’ll keep you updated. Watch this space.
I’ve never had a “sidekick” I’ve had friends but it always ended in tears. Not actual tears. I’m too strong for that. They only pretended to be friends. The only real friend I’ve had moved to another city after 1st grade. We went to the same preschool. She could have been my sidekick. I was so upset she left so when she called me, I didn’t want to talk to her. Maybe we wouldn’t have kept in touch anyway.
In Elementary school I had a friend who I spent time with after school. But she always wanted me to take money to school so we could buy candy. At the time I didn’t realise that she was just using me. She also talked behind my back to another school mate. Our class was quite close so I did have other friends. But no sidekick there either.
When I had to repeat 4th grade, I lost touch with my old class but I got new friends. Or so I thought. In 6th grade everything changed for some reason. I become an outcast. No one wanted to be my friend. Group assignments were the worst. I hated them. At the same time school become more reluctant. I learned, I better be off without friends. They just deceive you anyway.
But I did get new friends when I got to Secondary school. The class was much smaller and my class mates were much nicer. There was boy I became friends with but I wouldn’t call him a sidekick.
Having friends and having a sidekick is different things. I’ve never had the latter and I don’t think I’ll ever find someone like that anyway. I’m used to being a loner. It might sound sad to some people but I’m no people person anyway. You could say, I’m my own sidekick. I don’t need a sidekick to feel better about myself. So far I haven’t needed one either. I’m not Sherlock or Batman after all.