Fall 2018

CMSC 140: An enjoyable class that fulfilled what is the equivalent of my math credits. I learned how to create something from nothing, and make it function the way I want it to. It helped me learn how to think more like a programmer, which will be useful in the personal projects I want to create in the future (animations, games).

SOCL 105: This class taught me the most, and it wasn’t just definitions and flashcards. I did some extra credit work by visiting a poverty simulation event at the Moton Museum, and it changed how I thought about several aspects of politics: when I think of policies, who does it affect? And how does it affect them? The class itself, as well as the simulation, helped me understand that it’s not so easy when one starts out at rock bottom. There’s so many things wrong with the system we live in that people in poverty end up staying there.

Spring 2019

HONS 295: A more expressive class that explored photography, and the concept of identity in a few different forms. It was one of my less intense classes this semester, given that my GAND classes ate up all my time, but enjoyable nonetheless.

A picture of an old door that had been beaten and written all over by various people in a distant local community. This piece shows what the overall identity of this place is, through the opinions, scribblings, and exclamations of its people.

Spring 2020

HIST 125: I hated this class.

It wasn’t the subject I hated. I’m not the greatest with history, as I’ve always struggled to remember names and specific details of many things, but the primary and secondary sources I read through were very interesting. It’s not often I read about ancient African history and mythology, and Arabic history, Mayan mythology, all that. Those were great, very interesting, and I feel like I learned more about how other people in the world came up with ways to explain the weather around them, the world they lived in, or why things happened the way they did. That was all well and fine.

I hated the professor. His jokes about “The Wuhan” (COVID-19) distracted me plenty, especially since he made it a point to make that joke at least once every day, and more time if he was able. I disliked his overall attitude, and his strange jokes, and it ended up making it very difficult to focus in this class. It made me not want to think about any of my assignments and getting them done, despite my knowing that it did indeed need to get done. It slowed me down, but it did not stop me. I got everything done that I needed to get done, and at least I passed, but it wasn’t the grade I wanted. I feel like if I had asked for proper support, and tried harder to shut out the gross jokes, then maybe I could have done better. Any experience is a good learning experience, though, so I’ll be putting this class on the mental back-burner of my mind.