I thought last semester would be the hardest of my college life. Ha! Boy was I wrong. There’s no such thing as a hardest semester, every semester is difficult. Both last semester and this semester were full of tears, laughter, friendships found and friendships lost, happiness and depression. And yet, with this roller-coaster of emotions, I amazed myself by pulling through once again.
Our DigLit class this semester has been the class that made me really think this semester. I was challenged to improve my mind and learn about things that were out of my comfort zone. I was encouraged to try something new, to get out and find something that I love to do. I knew people enjoy learning something they want to learn about, but I had never actually experienced the enjoyment myself. With the simple statement “I want to learn how to draw like my tattoo artist” I embarked on a learning journey. I even put some of my work into the shop and sold one of them. It’s weird, thinking that something I drew (me!) is going to be permanently drawn onto someone else’s body. I even drew my own tattoo. It turned out great and is the second most liked on Inktrix’s Facebook page.
Not only did I experience fun learning, I also learned more about myself in this semester than I like to admit. At the beginning of the semester I was still a bright eyed, naive little girl. I believed that life would be perfect, that there was even such a thing as perfection, and that I knew myself. Now, at the end of this semester, I’ve realized that I don’t know myself at all. I know the kind of person I want to be, but I don’t know how to get there, I don’t know where to start.
Perhaps this will be my new learning project, finding out how to be the person I want to be and making it happen.
Yeah, I like this idea. Along with learning how to knit socks. One can never have enough socks.
Time to rediscover myself.
Brittany Schommer 