No heads-up, but yet the whole class got notified except me thats what my advisor said and it was wrong so he got written up for that. When I tried to get some clarity on the schedule
it was like talking to a brick wall super dismissive and honestly he was pretty rude Too
Then we dive into the project.
Originally? Just one wedding invitation with five inspirations.
But somehow, that morphed into a circus of multiple invitations and a mountain of extra work because my designs "looked like Al."
Let me remind you - I hand drew my first invitation. Since I couldn't get my hands on Illustrator, I used the art program I've been slaving over for YEARS.
I drew the borders myself. Added paper texture overlays. Carefully selected fonts. Tweaked spacing. Balanced the layout. Focused on elegance. Documented EVERYTHING with screen recordings and time lapses too /:
Hours. Real hours.
So, I did.
With a deadline that was shorter than my patience. Barely sleeping. Barely eating. Running on caffeine and stress. Crying. Questioning my sanity. And the worst part? It's downright insulting to be accused when you're genuinely busting your ASS
When you actually care. When you're putting in the effort. I even screen recorded everything because, apparently, that's the world we live in now with teachers like THAT.