By Lucy Pennock
Happy Endings and New Beginnings
Hi, me again.
Just wanted to say a massive thank you to everyone at SCA who has made my first term so frickin’ enjoyable. Students and mentors combined. Obviously the students. But especially the mentors. They give so much of their time to be here and without them we’d be a whole lot shitter than we are currently. So thank you Pete, Dusty, Rob, Mike, Vikki, Caz, Ian, Chris, Olly, and everyone else who takes the time to teach us. And thank you Marc for running this place. We quite literally wouldn’t be here without you.
I love SCA. I don’t care how lame that makes me sound. But I do. I love my course mates. They make me laugh like a loon, and they’re all so bloody brilliantly talented. This past term has been a whirlwind. Tons of laughter, self-inflicted easily avoided stress, and lots and lots of learning and more importantly growing! I’m so excited to come back next year.
For reflections this week Marc has asked us to think about how we’ve changed since Week 1. WOW. Where do I begin? Firstly, I had silver hair. Horrible. Ew. Almost as bad as Marc’s blue hair. I have no idea why I decided to dye it silver. Probably insecurity and wanting to impress my soon-to-be new arty friends. So yes, no longer bleach baby blonde. Thank God. More of a dirty blonde now. Hair to match my personality. Wahey. Christ I’m so unfunny it’s painful.
Secondly, my work ethic has drastically changed. Improved really. I now spend my showers thinking about how to solve problems, my gym sessions watching the news trying to come up with topicals, and my morning commute writing ideas for SCABs on my phone. Wow that makes me sound so lame. Once I’m in school, I’m drinking coffee. Strong coffee. And either attempting to scamp or scrolling through the internet. SO that’s good and all.
Thirdly, I guess I’ve got more confident in my abilities to create good work. Don’t get me wrong I’m still massively insecure and doubt myself every time I get given a single brief. But I’m learning that this feeling is 100% normal. You just gotta accept the fear, push through it and smash out the work to the best of your abilities.
Nevertheless, I need to be honest. It’s not all rainbows and sunshine. I’ve grown into bad habits like smoking, going to bed late cos my brain won’t switch off and subsequently sleeping through my alarm and missing multiple town halls. I also don’t exercise / go running as much as I used to. I’ve been consuming more baguettes than the Sup de Pub lot and I’m an absolute nightmare flirt when I get drunk.
But it’s frickin’ Christmas and I accept my messy, imperfect, flawed self. Oh, don’t get me wrong. There’s a lot of self-improvement to do. New Year’s resolutions will be abundant this year. Getting up earlier, eating better, running more, quitting smoking, drinking less, partying less, texting the ex less, working more, writing more la la la la. All the usual crap people promise they’ll do but never see through. However when I put my mind to something, I’m normally good at completing things. It’s cos I’m stubborn. And like Ben the Buddha said – instead of trying to break bad habits all you have to do is start new sensible and healthy ones. There’s no right way to do it. Just that you should.
But whatever happens it doesn’t matter cos 2019 is upon us and I’ve got a good feeling it’s gonna be my best year yet.
Anyway I’m off home to the land of sheep, inbreds and farmers.
Merry Christmas! I hope you ALL have a wonderful New Year.