Flat. That’s the first word I think of when I think of my hometown. I would have said small, but everyone is from a “small town” nowadays. Adairsville is the name of the one-stoplight town where I lived prior to my transfer to Georgia State. I was always into the arts and longed to find some inspiration in that town. Mind you, the folks back home didn’t exactly look forward to a GQ magazine every month like I did — my craft as a photographer and my interest in fashion was somewhat frowned upon.
Little did I know that 64 miles south from my driveway was a university in downtown Atlanta. I wasn’t exactly a caveman — I knew of Atlanta and had visited a handful of times, but never had I explored or been aware of downtown schooling. One time I was taking a friend to the airport and on my way back home I made a mistake and took a wrong turn. I saw the words “Downtown Atlanta” on a big green sign and said,” Hey, why not?” The wrong turn I made then changed my life indefinitely.
As I started exploring the area I kept seeing Georgia State University signs, and what I call the “snowball” effect indeed happened. I fell in love with the area, the school, the people, the art and all of the inspiration I was getting. I closed my eyes and knew I was in a comfort zone — a dream come true, if you will. I did my research, made sure my GPA was high enough and was accepted to GSU as a 2011 transfer student. I have networked and succeeded so far in my college career as a GSU Panther, and I unquestionably adore being a student in the city.