My Own Website

 The Process

Remember when I said that making a logo was a wild ride?
yeah, I was really wrong on that. This one was a wild, wild ride. For my final, I had to make my own website, from almost scratch, with only the guidance of a few videos.
So with that, sit back, relax and allow me to explain to you the absolute wild ride of making the website.

Generally what happened

Okay, so at first, I was sick. I was a day behind on the project, so I was a bit scrunched on time. I made it work though, and I'm really proud of that. I fist had to watch the first video, and name my files, and organize them. It was surprisingly therapeutic, really. That's the weird thing about this.
 I then had to adjust a thing or two in Dreamweaver, and name a thing or two like the links, the title, how it's gonna look on certain cites.
what made this such a wild ride is that dreamweaver is a really, really difficult program to work with, if you aren't a very good programmer or website maker like, who's more visually oriented.
It's all okay, though. Because choosing colors was a breeze. I really enjoyed that part. That, and
 choosing my favorite photo of myself from Instagram. I feel like it made me look really good on the website, and not like a creeper.
I put my best works on the projects page, which in my opinion were the Oz poster and my own logo. I also copied and pasted the blog posts about them and adjusted the font, color and size accordingly.

What did I learn 

(this is going to be formatted really weirdly, I'm so sorry whoever is reading this...) I learned that I really suck at making a website, period. that's all I have to say. this was really, really hard and it gave me a splitting headache, however, I had fun.

Overall?

I don't think I'm making my website again.
update: it's been a minute and I just realized I may have to do this to make my webcomic website. I'm actually kind of glad I learned this, but it's gonna be difficult in the future.

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