The Diary Of A Mad Man

Michael Gomez

ENG 220

Prof. Gallagher

Essay # 1

The Diary of a Mad Man: An Amazing Semester.

 

                It was the fall of 2011 and the season was right as it began a new chapter in my life. It began the fall of past experiences, and the rise of a triumphant future. I was 22 years old entering my first semester at LaGuardia Community College, and although I did have prior college experience due to my time at John Jay College Of Criminal Justice, this new beginning for me was a very memorable and education experience. I will always remember all the first time experiences I had as well as everything I learned. In fact, this one semester made me a better student, and a better person.

 

                When I first walked through the halls of LaGuardia, I was surprised and amused by the sight of so many people from a variety of different cultural backgrounds all together in one building. Moreover, there have been many times in my life where I felt like a cast away much like Satan was in epic poem “Paradise Lost” by John Milton. But because I meet many people who shared the same interest with me such as reading, writing, philosophy, and musicianship I felt that I was finally allowed to be myself.

 

                Educational wise; I Learned a lot from my ENG 274: Creating non-fiction and a world history course I was attending. The creative writing class taught me that a story is literally everywhere. For this course, I’ve written short stories with simple topics such as me hanging out with friends, which was received by applauds, laughter, and smiles.  My history class focused a lot on the Roman era and it gave me a new outlook on current life while inspiring me to write poetry and musical lyrics subliminally focused on the fall of Rome. My least favorite class was an African Arts class that I had to register for due to a major requirement. I never really cared to analyzed sculptures or to hear a professor complaining over and over again on how people of the past where mistreated. Nonetheless, at the end of the course, I was glad it was over.

 

                In closing, although the LaGuardia fall semester of 2011 wasn’t perfect, I still wouldn’t take that time back. I can’t mention any favorite or least favorite teacher as each professor had their own unique personalities, and they all helped me grow as a person. Furthermore, although some classes had a higher work load, the trimming for me handing in projects, essays, exams, and speeches where all nicely spaced out so I didn’t have any low points during this time period.  Who Knows? Maybe that’s another reason why I liked this semester so much.