Reflection On Personal Reflection

The personal reflection will outline the design knowledge gained throughout in DESN 600 on both personally and as a group. Therefore report will begins with definition of design and design thinking, elaborating the most insightful in the design process, their success or failure and how it leads to discoveries the insights, most problematic design method and self-reflection method being as design student.

At the beginning of the semester, I set four goals: managing time wisely, enhancing my self-learning ability, improving my listening and adapting to reading academic journals. Now, I have already achieved all of my goals via the three main course components (Focused Research and Writing, Seminars and GIS).

Over the course of the semester I have learned a great deal about the field of psychology and how to best use the resources provided for me at The University of Southern Mississippi. From the class lectures to the psychology small groups all of these things have prepared me for my journey as a psychology major.

I can remember when I was back in 4th grade; I used to attempt to write books or stories. When I was younger, I loved to read with my mom and then would try to write something similar to the book I had previously read. My Mom would help me read books like The Magic Tree House and would simplify and slow everything down for me so I could better understand what was going on and why. Nina Sankovitch, a reader who blogs about what she reads captures my feelings when she talks about how “I discovered new wells of resilience and joy, empathy and beauty” (Sankovitch). When I was younger, I didn’t know how to always capture these emotions, but my goal was always to make a story and try to recreate those feelings. It was a real accomplishment for me because at the time when all this was happening I struggled with reading in class. When I first started reading: I would dread being called upon, but I liked to write stories of what I read on my own, and now I do not like to read anymore.

So, I don’t actually like remembering this one experience due to how I get all sad and broken inside once the subject is brought up once and a while by some non-autistic like me wanting to either get on my nerves, or just needs to complete their assignment for their current class. And thanks to many, many people that I’ve known that have pressured me to explain the aftermath of this incident, I said that I’ll give in to that once that certain time comes. And that time is now.

My first client sat in silence, save for the occasional kissing sounds he made. He had been involuntarily committed under the Baker Act the day before. Since he lacked family or friends, I was appointed as his guardian advocate and became responsible for overseeing his treatment and protecting his rights as a patient. I mentally rifled through my training manual. It can get better. This phrase peppered the pages in my mind, but advice on helping nonverbal, slightly suggestive clients was scarce. Ask open ended questions. I heeded the manual's suggestion, but his stubborn gaze met each attempt. Frustrated, I left with a promise to return the next day.

Is your life integrated? Are you able to be the same person in all aspects of your life—personal, work, family, community, college, classroom? If not, what is holding you back?

Today has been a very hectic day in which, I totaled my car. I began talking about this very true statement because there are many ups and downs to life no matter how much you prepare there is endless possibilities for things to not go as planned. Therefore, I understand why you would want some individuals to track their expenses for a little over a month and then go back and review the information. First, I chose to track my credit card expenses by my bank statement, of course, I remembered to write down each item because in your bank statement it does not disclose the item description. It just shows the summary or the place you purchased it. Another thing, I chose to track all cash expenses by putting a certain amount of money in my wallet and then seeing how much was in it at the start of the next week, which yielded great results because I rarely use cash. Second, we started collecting all data towards the middle of October and I would not say I learned an extreme amount, but I did learn some very hard taught lessons throughout the process. Truthfully, I was glad I was already taking the necessary steps in money management. Honestly, I also figured out how economic struggles can affect your schoolwork and build up harmful stress. Third, I feel the Excel chart that I use paint a better picture of the breakup of my spending as a comparable whole. The plain charts show you how much you spent, when you spent it, and how often you spent your money in one category compared to

Here, I enrolled in the several classes during Fall of 2016. Towards the end of November, I was going through some really bad mental issues. This caused my boyfriend of two and a half years to break up with me, which caused me to spend a week in the hospital for behavioral health help. Once I returned, there were three math classes that I had missed, a paper in english that was due soon, and a painting due in my painting 1 class. I was never able to make up the math classes because of the amount of work that I had missed, but I did try to finish my english class and the painting for the painting 1 class. Trying to distract myself, I signed up for another class over winter break. I managed to complete the first set of assignments, but the manager of my job at the time, Jodi, was constantly scheduling me 6 days of the week, for 7-9 hour shifts. As well as working another job about 4-5 days a week to help me pay for a trip to Hawai’i with my friend Vanessa and her significant other. With this amount of stress, I was never able to complete my course work because of working 12-14 hour shifts almost everyday at both jobs. I realize that putting off school for work was my mistake, but I was still not in a good place in my mind at the time, and only wanted to make time pass, so I could distract myself. I believed that the only way I could do this was working, and unfortunately let my school work pile

It won’t always be easy, but it will always be worth it. These wise words are from my favorite teacher, my academic team coach, and an all-around great woman. At some point, without my realizing that it had happened, these words crept in and became my mantra. I worked hard to get where I am, and I’ll continue working hard, not because it is easy, but because I know that I will be better for it.

This week at the Jasper County Health Department, I had a variety of tasks. Due to session cancellations, the first couple hours I was at the clinic, I helped with filing patient files as well as working at the front desk to check in clients and schedule future appointments. I learned a large amount of interesting information just by looking at patients files. A lot of information goes into each file and I was surprised and lucky to have the chance to view these files and learn from them. Patients varied from DUI’s to mental illness. As I spent the first few hours of the day up front working with the women up there, I learned a lot about the billing systems. I had not planned to learn so much about how they charge and when they can charge and when they cannot. I learned the difference between insurance, Medicaid and self-pay. One of the secretaries informed me that they have a crisis counselor always on call. If a client calls in and is talking suicidal the on call counselor will get them help. From talking with her, I learned that in these kinds of cases, clients cannot be charged any fee. I was never aware of this for these situations.

Last semester in one of my classes, I was required to write a letter between me and God. I don’t remember what the exact letter says, but I do remember telling him that I make a lot of mistakes and I struggle with issues that Christians should not be dealing with. I told God that I am not sure that I am the type of Christian that others should look to be. Although I knew the Word, I prayed often and never missed church, I still felt a void on the inside of me. I often compare myself to Hannah. I felt a barrenness on the inside of me and did not know how to fill it. On top of the spiritual emptiness I felt, I also had to deal with emotional stress. When I first started attending Regent University, I had several fears that tried to prevent me from proceeding. First, I feared my status as a double minority in a field that is predominantly male would prevent many doors from being open to me regardless of my academic ability. Secondly, I feared having a background in engineering and not biblical studies would put me at a great disadvantage in my classes regardless of my knowledge of the Bible. Whenever someone asked me a question, I would have an answer but I was not sure if i gave the right answer because I was never licensed as a minister as a pastor. My role within the church was a server. I cooked, I cleaned, I played with the children, I visited people, I hugged people, I sewed and I loved working with my hands. In fact, I was the one who usually served the pastors and I

When thinking of class discussions and readings, I do not have difficulty separating my emotions from the content. For the most part, I have not experienced any reaction from a text that elicits a decisive reaction other than empathy. While reflecting on my everyday life, I realized I do have an experience that is a trigger for me. It evokes emotions out of me regardless of how minimal the interaction is. Recently, I have been having more physical and emotional reaction when I see a police officer or their vehicle. Growing up, I was always weary of police officers. I can remember my mother joking that my father was always afraid of police officers. I dismissed my weariness as I grew older because I assume I had such a blatant reaction

Repeatedly, the term adolescence is used described an awkward and reckless period in one’s life; a phase parents dread and individuals struggle to trudge through with their sanity. However, looking past the challenges that may arise at this point in a person’s life, adolescence is a time to explore one’s identity, make decisions for oneself, and take on new and exciting responsibilities. Adolescence is a transitional period from childhood to early adulthood, starting around 10 to 12 years old and ending at about 18 or 19 years of age (Santrock, 2014). Concerning my own life, adolescence is when I started making more decisions for myself such as what I wanted to pursue regarding education and the kind of career I want to work towards, what

I first came face to face with finance in a school project where I designed a Christmas product and sold it in the school stalls. I managed the budgeting and designed part of the product. Then I became even more engrossed into finance as I attended the investment Banker challenge where my group came second on the return on investment category by 0.01. I was the trader so I had to bid on commodities and shares, reacting quickly to real-time information, demonstrating my analytical and decision-making skills.