"Up with the White and Gold!"
I am the official FP for the first floor of Fitten. Yay! That means that I get to use all of my extensive post-college knowledge and experience to mentor and inspire girls from the GT class of 2010! I attended Freshman Convocation once again; however this time filled with the Yellow Jacket spirit. Ashley, Erin and I sat on the back row, dancing to the Marching Band and singing the fight songs. Since most everyone there was a freshman, it was if we were singing solo in the middle of the coliseum.
It makes me so excited for football to begin. Even after four years as a student, I don't think I've anticipated football season quite this much. I've been racking my brain trying to think of a current student who isn't quite as spirited as me who would be willing to give me his student coupons. As an alumni, I am no longer eligible for "free" student tickets. :( So, Ryan is my lifesaver! I think I'll bake him cookies in exchange for his coupon booklet.
We're even planning a road trip up to Chapel Hill to cheer on the Jackets from the UNC stadium [btw, we'll also visit my sister]. Everyone says you should travel to at least one game during your college career. Who cares if it happens the semester after I graduated?
If you're looking for me on a Saturday afternoon, I'll bet you 20 to 1 that you'll find me in the student section of Bobby Dodd Stadium, decked out in white and gold, cheering on my team. I've already got the games marked on my calendar.
Go Jackets!! A ramblin' wreck forever!!
Monday, August 21, 2006
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Making a Difference
"Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does."
-William James
Most days when I sketch high-end blenders or design different versions of control panels for electronic devices, my excitement and passion for design is at an all-time high. It's my job, and for the most part I like it. If I wasn't designing products, I would be designing something--logos, or posters, or even clothes.
As a designer, I've struggled with my place in the world. How will I make a difference? I've lived with a mother who teaches special education preschoolers in poverty-stricken areas of the city, and been brought up in a mission-oriented church where I was taught to reach out to those less fortunate than yourself. My political stance leans towards the left, hoping (maybe too optimistically) that with a little bit of help from the government and from other Americans, people can raise their standard of living themselves, and ultimately their happiness.
So what am I doing to make a difference? Some days I'm not so sure. It seems so trivial to worry about the layout of the buttons on a $400 toaster. However, this week I have a new pep in my step. We are currently working on a surgical procedure. Yeah, we're product designers and know nothing about medicine--but as an ideation-based company we brainstormed on how to reorganize this procedure. (I can't say much more because of that darn non-disclosure thing I signed!) We will hopefully make it easier for doctors as well as less painful for the patients. When its finally put into action, someone somewhere will be more than grateful for the new procedure. Even if they don't know that this is an improvement, I'm sure that they wouldn't want to see (and feel) the alternative!
I know that this will be a struggle for me in my career path. Maybe I answer the calling within my design job, or maybe I find a volunteer position in my community. However, someday the desire to "do good" may intensify so much that I feel led to find a new direction. Until then, you can find me at my desk, sketching toothbrushes and toolboxes, searching for a way to change the world, one pen stroke at a time.
-William James
Most days when I sketch high-end blenders or design different versions of control panels for electronic devices, my excitement and passion for design is at an all-time high. It's my job, and for the most part I like it. If I wasn't designing products, I would be designing something--logos, or posters, or even clothes.
As a designer, I've struggled with my place in the world. How will I make a difference? I've lived with a mother who teaches special education preschoolers in poverty-stricken areas of the city, and been brought up in a mission-oriented church where I was taught to reach out to those less fortunate than yourself. My political stance leans towards the left, hoping (maybe too optimistically) that with a little bit of help from the government and from other Americans, people can raise their standard of living themselves, and ultimately their happiness.
So what am I doing to make a difference? Some days I'm not so sure. It seems so trivial to worry about the layout of the buttons on a $400 toaster. However, this week I have a new pep in my step. We are currently working on a surgical procedure. Yeah, we're product designers and know nothing about medicine--but as an ideation-based company we brainstormed on how to reorganize this procedure. (I can't say much more because of that darn non-disclosure thing I signed!) We will hopefully make it easier for doctors as well as less painful for the patients. When its finally put into action, someone somewhere will be more than grateful for the new procedure. Even if they don't know that this is an improvement, I'm sure that they wouldn't want to see (and feel) the alternative!
I know that this will be a struggle for me in my career path. Maybe I answer the calling within my design job, or maybe I find a volunteer position in my community. However, someday the desire to "do good" may intensify so much that I feel led to find a new direction. Until then, you can find me at my desk, sketching toothbrushes and toolboxes, searching for a way to change the world, one pen stroke at a time.
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