My Second Semester

            This has been an interesting semester. This was the semester I experience the true difficulties of college. Last semester I thought to myself “College isn’t so bad, I don’t know what everyone is talking about,” only then if I knew what a waited me. It wasn’t until this semester that I truly understood why people drop out of college. Trying to balance work, homework, family life, and still trying to have a social like isn’t easy. It felt like they were never enough hours in the day. My bed was my most neglected friend, and coffee was my new best friend, but in the end it was all worth it. I now have this sense of accomplishment and feel smarter than I did in the beginning of the semester.

            I have to say English 102 with Professor Brady was my favorite class this semester. Once I got past the tiredness I actually looked forward to her class, not to mention her enthusiasm helped keep me awake. The class environment also helped because it was warm and friendly. Professor Brady helped to not only improve my writing but she also expanded my thinking. I learned how to deeper analyze literature, and my love for literature only increased. I learned about topics I’ve learned about before, but it almost felt brand new, because Professor Brady would go more in depth.

            There are some things that Professor Brady taught that will really resonate with me. Like the lessons she taught on the human condition, and our inherent desires. This is something that applies outside the classroom, because we are all human. Sometimes I wonder why people do certain things but now I think of it as it probably has a lot to do with their inherent desires. For example if a girl stays in a bad relationship, it’s not because she’s stupid, it’s her inherent desire to want to be loved. Another topic that she taught in class that will stay with me is the concept of transcendentalism. Before her class I had never heard of this word, but now it’s one of my favorite topics. I was talking to my mom about it, and we actually discussed ways we could both be more transcendentalist because we both spend too much time inside, and not enough time with nature.      

            In about five years, I see myself as a more analytic thinker, and a stronger writer. I like to read, and it’s often said that if a person wants to become a better writer they need to read. It’s also a dream of mine to become a famous author. I have some ideas for story it’s just a matter of actually writing them. In five years I know I’ll still be in school because at the very least I want to get my masters, and unless I start taking more classes, or take summer course, it’s going to take me another five to six years to complete that. I just want to thank Professor Brady for all her help, and encouragement, I will never forget the time I spent in her class.