And just like that, we’ve [essentially] completed my 11th quarter in college (@winter quarter, the cold definitely bothered me anyway)! This one was a doozy because seasonal affective disorder is very real and I missed the sun, but that’s OK because I got some snow, drizzles, and a little bit of shimmer from the glitter on my eyeballs!
This quarter, I wrote a lot of things: 13 essays (including a paper on the intersection of privilege, inclusion, and design education!), 9 reflection papers, 7 articles for The Daily, 1 LinkedIn story, and a handful of blog posts that focused on pushing the limits of my creativity! I got to interview dope women of color who challenges institutions like UW to demonstrate values of diversity and inclusion. I listened intently to their stories and the ways they remember to believe in themselves even when the universe doubts their capabilities. One of the students I work with at the writing center mentioned that she reads my stories, and that it was cool to see how the things I love & value come through based on the things I write. This made me grin from ear to ear J
This quarter was also pretty challenging – being in HCDE, a discipline that’s not my forte means that I’m always learning new tools & skills that make me a more effective user experience practitioner: this time, it was visual design. And even though Adobe Illustrator has a steep learning curve and I’d prefer to stick to words thank you very much, I have amazing pals & instructors who are helping me learn how to make more cohesive & dynamic visual compositions than ever before! So, even though it’s quite challenging at times, I know that my work as a reporter/writer/storyteller will only be strengthened by my ability to present it in interesting ways.
In addition to my schoolwork, I also got to work as a course assistant for an introductory human-centered design class. Through many late nights of grading essays and video deliverables, I’ve learned even more about the user-centered design process by teaching it to others. I also worked with ~80 students to refine their personal statements, class assignments, resumes, and applications – and I hope I helped all of them felt like they told a story as vividly as possible.
I helped out with the blank monologues as a facilitator (thus completing the trifecta of attending/performing/supporting), listened to the same 10 artists on repeat (@Drake & God’s Plan, I’ll never get bored of either of you), said no for the first time in my life (I’m also shocked), and spent a lot of quality time with people I love the most!
I did other things too. I act ice cream and donuts and brunch at my new favorite places (namely, Guanacos as a dinner destination & Salt and Straw for ice cream), pretended to read books (but I will actually read The Night Circus), took 19 credits, wasted a lot of time watching The Bachelor and America’s Next Top Model, went on some dates, saw some high school friends, tried sundaes at pie bar, and felt really thankful for the people in my life.
The last 2.5 months have been a time of love & acceptance & perpetually healing hearts that are nurtured by the kindness of others, and I don’t think I’d have it any other way. Here’s to even more mornings filled with honey ginger tea and s’mores crepes and colorful murals and time with people who make me feel like the best version of myself. As my pals remind me, I am the boss of my feelings and I can’t let anyone make me feel bad without my permission!
This quarter was a lesson in learning and loving deeply, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m lucky to be fighting another day, even if I’m tired as hell. Next stop, my last final, crepes with friends, my last writing shift of the quarter, and a 2 a.m. flight to Bali! ❤
Tidbits from the quarter:
how do measure success and the value of your work?
i thought my love could fix everything
community is one thing we excel in
a master’s degree in courage
make sure details are adequately placed so that your readers can make connections between points in your story.
I want to be remembered for how I make people feel
If you’re going to claim diversity, if you have all of these resources and all of this support, where are your students?
we dare to defend our rights
people’s feelings are never wrong
the end of this but not of love
it saved me from having a single perception of what a story could be.
The work of acknowledgment, the telling of truths, and the opportunities for community and reflection are necessary before we can move forward.
blow us back to the places we never should have left
nothing without labor
to be rather than to seem
out of chaos, something will emerge
who’s going to build the future?
the complex things are what are broken, not the simple things
I can’t just be giving all the time. I have to have love too.
fortune favors the bold who get shit done
we all have power and strength
designers should be communicators and facilitators
Every day, write down 10 ideas you think would be fun to pursue. Don’t worry about how long they would take to make, budget, or whether or not they are realistic in any way — just let your mind wander and see what it believes it could make real.
automatically delete anything that isn’t vibrant enough to be remembered
Inclusion asks, “Has everyone’s ideas been heard?” Justice responds, “Whose ideas won’t be taken as seriously because they aren’t in the majority?”
what I do not have is what I do not miss
damage control is not my thing, i need a PR team
even if a recruiter isn’t looking for me, I’ll make myself known
You are cancer’s worst nightmare.
Design is a skill, and to excel, we must practice. All of us.
nothing is perfect but try your best
getting into school is stressful, but it doesn’t usually look like reality TV
doing the intellectual work to feel safe
you are worthy of good things
I can’t rely on other people to fix my loneliness
// do I know how to be in love anymore
When I came to the university, I was in a world I didn’t recognize.”
Okay I love you and your writing so much. No matter if you’re rejected or accepted to any program or internship, you are still the worthy, capable, smart, compassionate person I am so proud to call my friend.
The person I have grown into recognizes the impact of silence within academic, personal, social, and professional spaces.
it’s 201 girl, be your own sugar daddy
you’re clearly going to be a force to be reckoned with when you graduate 🙂
I have never met a single person who wasn’t made out of poetry.
god I love butterflies
Some of the prevailing stories that have been told about groups of people can shape the way we see ourselves.
you have to keep pushing back
Today, I’m reminded that love doesn’t come at the hands of the same people it used to, and that’s OK. I am the boss of my own feelings and I can’t let people who no longer serve me continue to influence my happiness