I'm sorry I bring school up all of the time but this blog is for journal(ing) purposes after all, and school is a major part of my life these days. So don't read it if you don't want to hear it :)
Anyways, Fall semester has started and I have been a little put out because being a transfer student, you are bound to run into issues with ALL if your credits transferring smoothly. Long story short, mine haven't. It's even more frustrating because had everything switched over correctly, I would be in my last semester! But this isn't the point of this post so I'll get on with it.
I was super deflated having to go back and take one of the entry level classes. Not trying to sound snobby but I already know this stuff!!! I hate that I have to waste money and valuable time that I could be taking other classes that would get me closer to graduation. Long story short, I get to the class and find that my very favorite teacher will be teaching the class. Sweet. at least one good thing about being here! Then, as we gathered together for our abnormally large design meeting, we had to go around and tell everyone the reasons why we choose Interior Design as a major...This is where it gets good.
As the girls all told us what made them choose this path for their career, (some way more valid than others) I was reminded of why I am so passionate about what I do. I truely know that I am in the right place.
I was reminded of a story that Elder Eyring told I think it was in conference sometime about his dad. Elder Eyring Sr. was a mathmetician and would take Elder Eyring Jr. down in their basement on their free time to teach him math. One day Elder Eyring's father noticed that his son wasn't showing much interest. "Henry, we went over this problem last week but you don't seem to know it any better this week than you did last week; do you not just think about math all of the time?" He went on to council his son that he needs to pick a career with something that he loves. Whatever it is that he always thought about when there was nothing else going on. Whatever makes him happy.
Interior Design is my "Math". I love it and I am ALWAYS thinking about it. I have since I was a kid and even though I can get run down and tired by the end of the semester, I love what I do. I can't wait to get into a firm or out on my own to be able to see my designs built and turned into real life. I love being inspired and as maticulous as it gets, I love it even more. Like I tell Eric all the time when he teases me for being a perfectionist...someday I will get paid for being a perfectionist. I'm lucky to be in a place that I can persue what I love and have a family who backs me up 100%. I truely am in the right place and I was humbled by this class I so despirately wanted to hate.
