Why I took journalism – Part II 

College started with me attending advertising lectures in early June.

We were supposed to have an ‘Introduction’ class to advertising.

Right? No wrong.

The guy who came freaked the bleeping f*** out of everyone. Didn’t introduce shit. Started off on a tangent and I was just sitting there in a daze.  *Probably after class I’ll pick up a doughnuts after class*

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The first class was ad design and it was all about drawing, branding, understanding logo’s & colours etc. He gave us a list of things we needed for the next class. And I’m sitting there like, Ahh, I don’t even know if I’m gonna be taking ad. So give-me-time-to-think-and-breathe. 

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Forgot to mention. In my college I have one class a day for 2-3 hours.

So the next class  I would be having would be a week later.

Obviously, life can be a little pain sometimes. We didn’t have a single journo class for the next 3 weeks. And if we didn’t attend the ad, we would lose attendance.

So imagine my state, sitting in a class, where I don’t understand a thing, the professor is redundant to explain what we will be doing the entire semester.

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Being in ad you got to be creative and have basic skill in drawing. I can’t draw. And in that particular class, we have to draw and draw only.

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Best I can do

A couple of other teachers spoke about their projects. I felt so out of place, I remember. And I knew I didn’t see myself doing the projects.

Finally, when the journo lectures started I started enjoying it. They explained the projects, they spoke about what we will be doing the entire semester. I felt good. Find that inner peace.

I didn’t see an option b/w what I wanted to take. I knew it. I was going to take journo and be proud of my decision.

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