With week one of my second quarter at Creative Circus officially over, I need to address one thing I am sick and freaking tired of hearing; "Oh, that class is gonna be easy." See also: "That class is a joke/waste of my time." Okay sure, some classes have a heavier workload than others. Sure, some may appear on the surface to be doodles and movies, but the truth is, you get out of it what you put into it. It's like working out. Yeah, you could drive to the gym, eat a PowerBar while you flip through People on the elliptical for 20 minutes, flirt with the front desk dude and drive home. Yeah, you can call that a work out. But who are you really fooling? If you just hung your head and said "myself..." then ding ding ding! We have a winner! (The prize is realizing the truth and getting your ass in gear.)
Now hopefully most of you are reading this thinking "duh, Casey," and just to be clear, prioritizing is different. Prioritizing is necessary. It's the only way to survive a quarter that would have otherwise turned you into a paper-cutting, bag-painting, nonsense-word-tag-writing-zombie from Sylvia's personal hell. Totally valid. But let's be real. Nothing at the Circus is a waste of our time. It's up to us to make it worth while. It's up to us to write 100 headlines and then go over them, realize they are all total burning, stinking, garbage and write 100 more. Doing the minimum is no longer enough.
I know, deep down, we all know this. So let's stop with the silly defense mechanisms and own our shit. There aren't enough hours in the day. We say a class is a "joke" because we know we don't have time to be the absolute best we can be in that particular area and it terrifies us, or because there are other classes that are riding our asses and if we only had those 3 hours to work on that other class then maybe...
This is hard.* If it wasn't, everyone would do it. But we got this.
Peace, Love & Anxiety.