RANT ahead. Parental Advisory: Use of various swearwords of the english language.

My second week in my marathon of art school exams.

In the first university I went to, I got accepted into two out of the three majors I'd applied for. I can choose Graphic Design or Animation. I flunked Interior Design, and I flunked HARD. Which is my own stupidity, since I went and said that a butcher shop would be a good area to practice interior design in. Yeah. Right. Note to self: think before you talk. Luckily, I didn't want Interior Design anyway (I'd grow bored. I'd grow REALLY bored.).

And now I'm done with the drawing exam of the second university. And know what? I'm totally pissed off. When I got out of the classroom I was snorting at people. Why? Pretty long story, and I don't know if I can pull it together, but here goes:

This 'second' university I got out of the drawing exam of is renowned for being pretty and neat and having good education. Yet, it's also notorious for being the hive of the types who are sent to university simply because their parents have the money. All in all, it's not like these 'types' have a desire to study anymore. These types usually fail the regular 'math and language' exams and somehow try to get inside the art-related majors using the 'talent and skill' exams, art being their last choice, since they have to get university education of something somewhere.

And suffice to say, a lot of them don't have the 'talent' or 'skill'. God. I'm not trying to be mean here. I do not see myself as a 'better artist' either. I digress, but this is going to come up sooner or later, so. Let me tell you something about myself: I loathe the concept of comparison in art. To me, if an artist looks another's work and says 'I can do better than that' instead of appreciating the other artist for his/her effort, that artist is not better than the other artist even if he/she can draw the bestest painting ever. I think art is about appreciation, not competition.

About the non-talented trying to win exams, ... there are people who think that even though they don't have talent, their way into the university can be 'bought'. You should all be able to guess what I'm coming to mention.

To sum it up, the pure concept that these people take these talent/skill exams not because they have the talent/skill, but because their parents have money pisses me off to no end.

What do these people even do? Do they sit around all year and not study for the exams they are supposed to study for, and then panic when they flunk in their area of study, and try to toss themselves before people who have drawn for all their lives after going to an art studio for a week?

To tell the truth, my parents are pretty well off. We're pretty rich, yes. I can get into some random major in some random university without even trying, yes, because my father has the cash. But say what? I got into some weird-ass program (IB) for absolutely no reason only to get a better education even when my parents were against it? I sat down and studied until 2 AM? I drew non-stop since five six seven years? What am I, RETARDED? I'M RICH TOO. I SHOULD GET INTO THIS UNIVERSITY NOT BECAUSE I QUALIFY, BUT BECAUSE MY PARENTS HAVE MONEY. < /sarcasm>.

I nearly flipped when the guy sitting next to me started drawing by looking at my paper instead of the chair placed in front of him (which he was supposed to draw). Then there were the people who posed before the classrooms, smoking and tripping other people off and generally being cool as fuck:

"I already dress like an artist anyway. Most people think the way I dress is very... bohemian-like. I really look like the artist-type."
"Yeah... Dad will buy me a car after I'm accepted here."

(You guess if the people above can actually draw.)

Goddammit. There are talented people. There are honestly, seriously talented and skilled people who have been practicing for these exams for years. Then there are these people who sit down on their lazy asses all year, flunk the exams they were supposed to pass, attend art classes for a week, and think they can pass these exams after a week of shitty preparation--if their father comes in and bribes the professors a nice $1000.

GOD.

How the hell do they manage to flunk the regular exams anyway? Even I didn't flunk them, and I had both IB and art. I'm applying to law schools. What the fuck. I am either honestly retarded, or need a visit to the asylum.

Bah. My family is rich, I hate money. I'm a private school graduate, I hate private schools more than anything. But most of all, I hate people who try to earn things without even trying. I even know I ranted about this before. Almost all my rants involve a) school b) art c) money anyway. This rant was just... all of these altogether! ::starts laughing:: I think this is enough. I'm starting to babble.

Oh, money can go to hell. I damn well hope it does.