I’m gonna reminisce about the nostalgic chapters from my college days. The phase helped me rediscover certain aspects of my childhood that I had forgotten and revive a few skills that evolved into something else. From exploring Gaia Online, the discovery of eBay, indulgence, and memories, all of these completed some missing parts of me.
When I started my job as a waitress (and didn’t have so many economic responsibilities) I was going wild with these online transactions. I was looking for some vintage Polly Pocket and the Hello Kitty Dream World Flower Fairy (yep, she was the culprit of my endless spending) and ended up discovering the Re-ments series and Japanese Paper Clay. Besides that, with my first job, I started also to support my favorite artists by buying their merch.
Yes, college was the place where I started to experiment with my freedom, create meaningful friendship circles, and learn about the chaotic sexual scene (people hook-ups, sexual gossip, and whatnot) that always felt foreign language to me. It became a fun place with a few hangouts, lots of complex but interesting hybrid classes, the best professors leaving the institution in masses, my bachelor’s degree getting delayed 1 more year, and lots of heartbreaks and complicated relationships (in general).
Yet, my frustration grew when I experienced my first stalking harassment by someone I used to be friends with and the constant dismissal/downplay of my creative skills. I was told continuously to tone down my art because “this is not what designers do. You are a graphic designer, not an artist, act like one”. I felt like a prisoner trying to mold myself into something I could no longer fit, yet I don’t regret ever walking away from the path of the Graphic Design field. To this day most agencies find my work “interesting” but not worth it.
Because I had to make extra money to invest in software and equipment, I plunged myself to rediscover my childhood via toys and build them up as jewelry. It was so fun and therapeutic, so many great memories. After graduation, I started to participate in local events and set up my first store at Storenvy selling hand-crafted jewelry and my art on stickers and prints. At this stage I was able to ask for help from my circle in college, since they had the equipment I needed, like a DLRS camera, to complete certain aspects of my business.
When technology wasn’t that complicated, more like community space and less invasive from 2010 till 2016, my grandfather and I used to go on several road trips to the West during summer and Christmas. There was always a place to visit some people (I barely knew) that were part of his circles, food never ceased to exist in each home (is part of our culture), and breathtaking destination. I was often glued to my notebook or laptop, just sketching away my fantasies. Also, playing around editing photos was a hobby.
I have many “nostalgic chapters” that I would love to relive in the future. I do miss the simplicity of things back then, but if I never made the decisions I did, I would’ve never had my autonomy and broken the chains of an abusive circle I was made to endure and fear as a child. To this day, I don’t regret anything…
If you like to immerse yourself in a more intimate phase of my college days, then I suggest you read Compilations of My Life. Beware, is an extensive journal.
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