As I sit here in Espresso News, watching the snow swirl outside, drinking a peppermint white mocha, uploading and editing Her Campus Content, instagramming everything in sight, and procrastinating on anything involving class, I can't help but think of the meeting I had about a year and half ago.
I'm sure I mentioned it on here, but I had met with the head of the Graphic Design department after a semester or two as a graphic design student in the art department of ASU.
I had spent almost 200 dollars on art supplies, lugged two 1ft by 2ft pads of paper around campus, taken drawing, sketched a nude man, painted my way through design fundamentals and I was in the process of preparing myself for the portfolio review process.
I scheduled the appointment to make sure I was on the right track, and the man I met with was the most harsh, arrogant (and wrong, in my opinion) man I had ever met.
After about 30 minutes of trying to tell me to "be what I was drawing" he said to me, "you don't even seem like a creative person" and asked me "why are you even f***ing around with graphic design?"
Needless to say, I changed my major. And I'm really glad that I did.
And sir, (if for some reason he ever stumbles across my blog) I would like you to know that I am now the President-EIC of Her Campus magazine at AppState. I've had an internship with Charlotte Style Magazine, worked for The PEEL, been offered an interview with a leading digital media advertising agency in Boston and submitted an application to Conde Nast just for the heck of it.
I don't know about you, but it seems like you read me a little wrong.
Now... what did you say about not being creative?