Upon hearing that you attend an arts high school most people assume its like Fame or whatever high school Victoria Justice went to. But, you know the truth. Despite the over-the-top drama and fierce competition, Art School was actually a pretty great time. These are the 20 signs you went to an arts high school!
Periodic outbursts of “We’re All in this together”? Yes please. There is no better excuse to dramatically run around screaming and disrupting everyone.
The dreaded catchphrase of those who will say the exact same thing as the person before them. #FakeDeep.
“Where are you going with two jars of mayonnaise and a machete?”
“Mom it’s for my art you wouldn’t understand.”
I am not a Leo. Why do I have a lion on my ankle, you ask? Can we call it artistic expression?
Staying up till 3 am working on a production because you SUFFER for your art. Who needs sleep? We have Starbucks.
Sometimes you look cool, sometimes you look like you’re staring directly at the sun, but every time you look artsy.
When your S.O. broke up with you, you sang “Take Me or Leave Me” from RENT. When Summer Vacay finally rolled around, you cheered “Seize the Day” from Newsies. And you certainly find yourself singing “Don’t Rain On My Parade” from Funny Girl far too much.
The only ball you’re interested in is the Met Gala.
Walking across that stage on graduation, there is a little extra pep in your step knowing your cap shines brighter than a thousand suns.
Twerking and Jazz Squares… Twerking Jazz Squares? It’s an interesting paradox.
No, I’m not. Yes, I understand how hard it is to be an artist. Don’t even get me started.
We’re talking singing, dancing, and lights. Nothing compared to your one act play about Pluto’s dramatic fall from Planet to Dwarf Planet.
Sorry, but everyone knew they were fake. But, you looked cute!?
Spoiler alert: It’s not.
Send it to every group chat. Spend 30 minutes editing it. When you’re rich and famous, you don’t want people seeing some random sepia picture of you.
The Mona Lisa on socks. Bacon on socks. Ducks on socks. All the socks.
And it’s okay because *real* artists don’t censor themselves. You just tone it down around the ‘rents.
And Doc Martins. But, those are only for the Visual Artists.
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