Fucking buuuuuullllllshittt. Class is overwhelming me by seeing all these great artists and making me feel like shit. I’m most likely the youngest one here and I thought I did good but in reality mine is just garbage compared to others. Professor is already used to seeing professional paintings so he completely dissed at my work of art. I didn’t get any critique from other people in the class which I slightly feel good because I just wanted to get over it, but honestly no comments about my work of art just shows they are fucking conceited bastards whose eyes are flooded with sophisticated paintings and has no feeling toward crappy paintings like mine. I mean, although my painting looks shitty, at least say something so I will feel better. Fucking old people with no solitude toward beginners. So pissed even though I expected this kind of result. I mean, I’m the youngest one and I tried hard enough to stick to class and shit. Obviously I can’t stay along you guys, professional douchebags. I mean, at least appreciate my courage to stick along. Appreciate even tiny stuff. I realized you guys are just garbages just like all the people in the world, moneythirsty greedy scums of the world. I’m not even rich enough to provide myself useful materials. And I came all the way here. You all need to realize that. So disappointing. So depressing. So miserable. This just increased my rage toward the world. Fuck you guys. I fucking hate you guys. So fucking mad. Thought Pcc people were nice but I guess not. Too bad. I’m never taking painting class ever again.