The First Sprout

Before I came into IACT college, I was just an ordinary Taylor’s University boy. I was born and raised there ever since I could remembered; and by that, I only mean I studied my foundation there. When I was studying there, I was just acing my subjects left and right. I even achieved a CGPA of 3.8 by the end of foundation year. I felt so proud of myself and in my mind, all I was thinking was easy-peasy lemon squeezy, degree in IACT is going to be a piece of cake too then. Oh, how wrong I was…

During the first week of Bachelor in Advertising and Design, BAD for short, we were already pelted with 4 assignments! No joke. My mind instantly switched gear from a piece of cake to highway to hell! If foundation in Taylor’s was like a dip in the kiddie pool, BAD would be the equivalent of getting thrown into the middle of the ocean without knowing how to swim! I mean I could barely get my grasp before I ended spending my night, slaving away at my work. All I can say is that foundation definitely did not prepare me for what there is to come. I didn’t even know how to use Photoshop or Illustrator when I first came here.

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However, as stressful as it is, my relationship with BAD has become more of a love-hate relationship. I learnt a lot of stuff in this short period of time. It thought me to think out of the box when coming up with ideas, to be the different or not your ideas will probably get rejected. It also thought me to adapt quickly and manage my time properly or you’ll be getting a bunch of bags under your eyes, and not the fashionable kind.

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At the very end, the love and my passion for art outweighs the hate and that’s the drive that is keeping me here and keeping me from losing my sanity. And who knows, I might even sprout my first grey hair by the end of the year.

The First Sprout