The Books That Made Me
A rumination that’s crossed my mind multiple times this year has been the first stories that made me: my favorite books as a child, and just how deep their influence ended up running. I started reading before grade school. I’d had exposure to reading basics in...
What a Year
From being a fresh transfer student at the beginning of the year to now coming up on my final semester. Eleven demanding months of academic rigor, 16 units over the regular semester and 10 over the summer session, now fully reflected in my degree audit. To have gotten...
Unburdened
While this year has been spent prioritizing my academic obligations as an SDSU student, all the while I’ve also been following up on the court case against my harasser. Moving the case to the appellate court took so long that it ended up being the Fall final exams...
A Trying Year Completed
I did it. All final exams and presentations done. Opening appellant’s brief finished and filed. Final “group” written report that I ended up self-writing to about 13 pages of copy, 25 pages total with cover page/table of contents/appendices, riding the momentum from...
Almost Free of This Year
The SDSU Fall 2025 final exam period has been a capstone gauntlet on a very challenging year. Back in January, I was a fresh transfer student having just completed all of the final requirements for my associate’s degree in the summer of 2024 and applied on a whim...
Re-Graduation Pending
Last week, I had my registration appointment for next semester's classes.Yesterday, I got an email notification about the graduation application period opening.Today, I got the confirmation. It's jarring to go from the excitement of becoming a new inbound student at...
Eight Months of Academic Progress
With the start of the Fall semester looming, I keep reminding myself that at the end of this next term I'll only be 9 units away from major program completion, 12 units from completing all requirements by the end of the Spring 2026 semester.
An Amazing Media Year
I grew up in a time when the “boy’s don’t cry” attitude was still a prevailing and unchallenged social attitude, and with everything that happened to me in my adolescence, my response was to grow callous and rid myself of the high emotional sensitivity I had in early...