So I'm 18, I always wanted to be an artist when I was younger, all the way through school, It changed from art teacher, painter, designer, and eventually fashion design, little did I know , it's actually kinda hard to get into art college. I intended to go to college in Edinburgh for a year to then move onto Northumbria school of design to study fashion thereafter.
It didn't work like that... last minute I was offered a place at art college in Dundee and I took it.. looking back I only really wanted to please my parents.
I have now been in Dundee for almost a year, at first I hated it, wanted to drop out in the first semester but the people I met here were keeping my morale high. There was something about these guys that made me think it was all going to be alright.. back in january I applied for a place at Northumbria, it was a bit of a longshot and I presumed I would never get in but as it was growing closer to the end o the year I wasn't bothered about that , I figured I was happy enough in Dundee.
A week ago I found out I got in. I accepted the place but as it grows closer and closer I have to face the prospect of leaving behind another set of friends just like I did last year.
It's heartbreaking and I keep thinking am I making a big mistake?