So, I was in 10th grade.. art class, waiting for lunch time so I could go and hang out with my friends. You know, that was like the coolest thing in the world.. EVER! I was waiting. Waiting impatiently to be outside of that classroom, and on the 3 step entrance of another bungalow classroom, [that's where we hung out] laughing and eating with my friends. Waiting..!
Then they came in a group of 4, with a laptop, projector and some printed samples. The teacher had warned us about "them.." the ones that would distract us from our classwork.. and put us out of our misery..? the people that would somehow make the time go by faster. The recruiters from a graphic design company. They gave us a lecture about the industry and showed us some samples. And somehow I was in love! My eyes lit up bright and that's when I knew! Those were the skills and the career I wanted in my future.
And then, it was lunchtime, the more important things were out there waiting for little ol' me! [sense the sarcasm?] Two years later I graduated. The confusion began.. Journalism, psychology, creative writing, even philosophy? What was I thinking? I must have slipped under a rock. Until 2 years ago, that's when it happened. Transferring to CSUN was my wake up call! YAY! Now, this is my senior year, and I find myself more in love with this subject than ever imaginable. I find my inspiration from everything around me. But I think I owe it to those recruiters that made me fall in love with it in the first place.
I always knew I liked to make art, [dance, painting and drawing, and poetry] somehow I let small minor details get in my way. But now, I embrace it, and its my new "important" thing in my life! And, I'm the happiest I've been! :]]
1 comment:
i think if you took a poll of all the students in class and asked them if GD was their primary major coming out of HS, you would get more than half the class saying no.
it took me 2 years of college classes to even discover that people made a career out of doing all the stuff i do now
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