And So It Begins

This morning I had my first industrial design class. The industrial design major at BYU is pretty competitive, only half the people in my class will be accepted to the major, so everyone was a little nervous. Actually, everyone was really nervous. At least I was, and still am. Anyway, we were all sitting there in class, dead quiet, listening to our teacher, when another one of the industrial design professors came in. He was holding the torso of a mannequin, which was wearing a shirt but didn't have a head. He looked at all of us and said "This is what happened to the last student in this class." And then he dumped it in the trashcan and left the room. It was funny, but I think all of us knew that what he said had a little symbolic truth to it. We know there's a possibility any one of us could be thrown out. 
I can already tell this is going to be a program where there's a lot expected of you. And right now I'm not feeling very prepared to deliver what they're asking of me. This is an area that's totally new to me. I have no experience to draw on. All I have is a love for beauty and functionality and a belief that they can, and should, work together. I really think this is what I want to do. I really feel like this major is where I belong. I feel like I have the desire to create, but I have no idea how to go about it. Which is exactly what this major is going to teach me. And I'm so excited for that. I just hope I can develop the skills that I need to succeed. I've never been much of an artist, but I think I may have to become one by the end of the semester. I hope I'm capable of this. 

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