Tag: Precollege Experience

  • Until Next Time…

    I’m not really good with goodbyes, so I guess this is a “I’ll talk to you later…” My experience at FIT this semester has been more than phenomenal. I found my utopia here. I have learned so much about myself and my abilities by interning in the Precollege Office. I’ve learned that doubting yourself is the…

  • The Perks of iPhone Photo Filters

    They truly make everything look so much more “arty.” So here’s my attempt at being arty in documenting this Sundayss endeavors into the city: Being the constantly late person that I am, I usually give myself anxiety about missing the train from the moment I wake up until I’m actually sitting on the train at…

  • Changing Into a Different Person on Saturday Mornings

    When I get on that train to go to class at FIT each Saturday morning, it’s almost as if I change into a different person. Not in a weird or negative way of course. At home I am Mary Peleti… the daughter the sister the friend the straight-A student the girl who has a unique sense…

  • The First Step of Success – Day 1 at FIT

    Today was the first day of the summer session at FIT, and it was amazing (despite the rain and my hair getting messed up, causing me to wear my hood). My class was much smaller than the classes I took over the summer, and everyone was very friendly. To start off my day, I forgot…

  • Until we meet again FIT!

    Awesome. Inspiring. Fun. That describes my semester at FIT in just a few words. This class made me realize just how much 3 weeks can improve your all over work. I started some new graphic design projects and knowing what you’re doing with type makes all the difference! It was strange leaving class and knowing…

  • Time to Say Goodbye: Reflections, Regrets and Advice for Future Students

    What a busy weekend I’ve had this spring, driving to New York every Saturday with my mom, who has been so devoted to waking me up at seven in the morning. I definitely could not have experienced Precollege Programs without the help of my mom. By this time, I can reflect about the things I…