I am both proud and remiss to say that my first semester as Baruch is coming to an end. The first couple of weeks I was overwhelmed by all the things going on: classes, clubs, workshops, support centers and friends. I had the slightest clue how to organize these many diffrent things as not to be overwhelmed, let alone how to use these assets to my advantage. With time I learned that these different parts of college life were not conflicting; they are complimentary to one another.

Classes are a must, some are good others not so much. But communicating with faculty allows one to get a better sense of what is expected and how to achieve that expectation. Additionally, support centers like the writing workshop and SACC can hold your hand a little bit if your struggling with a particular subject, paper or project. Many think of these support centers as wastes of time, an hour of time that could be spent doing other work. In reality, however, that hour spent in SACC or the writing center can be equivalent to multiple hours of one meandering  around an assignment they don’t understand. I am firm believer in maximizing one’s own time by making use of available resources, the support centers are types of mentors that can give you the lift needed to get you where you need to go.

So clearly workshops and speaking with faculty is time efficient, but what about clubs and friends. Personally, I attend many of the Hillel events on campus, many of the events are extremely informative plus as an added bonus they usually have food so I don’t have to go out and scour the streets of manhattan for what I’m going to eat that day. But most important I have to say the amount of people I have meet and friends I have made as a result of the Hillel is unimaginable. Many of these friends are upperclassmen and were able to assist me while making my schedule , telling me which courses to take and which professors they enjoyed. Moreover, I am discussing potentially working for one of the friends I made through Hillel in the future. Most importantly, friends are there to help one enjoy him or herself, an important release that everyone needs.

I am both proud and remiss to say that my first semester as Baruch is coming to an end. The first couple of weeks I was overwhelmed by all the things going on: classes, clubs, workshops, support centers and friends. I had the slightest clue how to organize these many diffrent things as not to be overwhelmed, let alone how to use these assets to my advantage. With time I learned that these different parts of college life were not conflicting; they are complimentary to one another.

Classes are a must, some are good others not so much. But communicating with faculty allows one to get a better sense of what is expected and how to achieve that expectation. Additionally, support centers like the writing workshop and SACC can hold your hand a little bit if your struggling with a particular subject, paper or project. Many think of these support centers as wastes of time, an hour of time that could be spent doing other work. In reality, however, that hour spent in SACC or the writing center can be equivalent to multiple hours of one meandering  around an assignment they don’t understand. I am firm believer in maximizing one’s own time by making use of available resources, the support centers are types of mentors that can give you the lift needed to get you where you need to go.

So clearly workshops and speaking with faculty is time efficient, but what about clubs and friends. Personally, I attend many of the Hillel events on campus, many of the events are extremely informative plus as an added bonus they usually have food so I don’t have to go out and scour the streets of manhattan for what I’m going to eat that day. But most important I have to say the amount of people I have meet and friends I have made as a result of the Hillel is unimaginable. Many of these friends are upperclassmen and were able to assist me while making my schedule , telling me which courses to take and which professors they enjoyed. Moreover, I am discussing potentially working for one of the friends I made through Hillel in the future. Most importantly, friends are there to help one enjoy him or herself, an important release that everyone needs.

Being a Baruch Scholar provides many advantages. One these advantages that should not be understated is the fact tuition is paid for. Many people go to college and along with the regular stresses of college and classes are responsible to pay for school as they learn. The lack of financial stress I am provided with ensures for the time and stress free environment to ensure that as a Baruch Scholar I can maintain my grades but more importantly get involved and explore my interests around campus. Being as I am still getting acclimated to college life and the responsibilities that come along with it I have yet to actively and in full intensity join any specific organizations but plan on it as I begin to get the gist of college. Serving the community means that when you are good at something or have the capability to contribute to the greater good and whole that you will be willing to do that. It is about giving back some of what you were fortunate enough to be bestowed with and creating a better place to live for those who come after us. Some believe that once one dies he is lost from our world, no longer in existence. These individuals fail to acknowledge that one who contributes to the community has an ever lasting effect. You helped someone who will help someone else and so on, in some way or form your existence will continue to live on. With that said, what is the purpose of existence without contributing to the larger community?

Being a Baruch Scholar provides many advantages. One these advantages that should not be understated is the fact tuition is paid for. Many people go to college and along with the regular stresses of college and classes are responsible to pay for school as they learn. The lack of financial stress I am provided with ensures for the time and stress free environment to ensure that as a Baruch Scholar I can maintain my grades but more importantly get involved and explore my interests around campus. Being as I am still getting acclimated to college life and the responsibilities that come along with it I have yet to actively and in full intensity join any specific organizations but plan on it as I begin to get the gist of college. Serving the community means that when you are good at something or have the capability to contribute to the greater good and whole that you will be willing to do that. It is about giving back some of what you were fortunate enough to be bestowed with and creating a better place to live for those who come after us. Some believe that once one dies he is lost from our world, no longer in existence. These individuals fail to acknowledge that one who contributes to the community has an ever lasting effect. You helped someone who will help someone else and so on, in some way or form your existence will continue to live on. With that said, what is the purpose of existence without contributing to the larger community?

I have this one distinct memory from when I was a kid, I must have been about five, and my uncle asked me what I wanted to do when I grew up. Of course as a five-year-old kid I came up with two solid options, I was either going to become a firefighter or I was going to become an astronaut. But of course as it was, my uncle was not content with this answer and began to inquire why I came up with these specific prospective occupations. My uncle began enlightening me, if you would like to call it that, with his loads of knowledge; “you know astronauts don’t only go to space”, “many firefighters die on the job, are you ready to take that on”, “speaking of death, many astronauts die too”. I didn’t really make much of the conversation at the time except for the fact I was horrified.

Now I think back at this conversation and see the infinite depth in the conversation a little five-year-old was having with his uncle. The conversation was tackling the fundamental nature of economics and the concept of opportunity costs; if you do X you will only make Y and will be unable to do Z. People are mortal, we only have a limited amount of time with which we can do a limited amount of things on this planet, there are no ifs ands or buts about that. It is thirteen years after I first began thinking about what I really wanted to do with my life and as I have started college I am probably more confused then I have ever been. My hope for college is to find just some clarity in the haziness of life.

I have this one distinct memory from when I was a kid, I must have been about five, and my uncle asked me what I wanted to do when I grew up. Of course as a five-year-old kid I came up with two solid options, I was either going to become a firefighter or I was going to become an astronaut. But of course as it was, my uncle was not content with this answer and began to inquire why I came up with these specific prospective occupations. My uncle began enlightening me, if you would like to call it that, with his loads of knowledge; “you know astronauts don’t only go to space”, “many firefighters die on the job, are you ready to take that on”, “speaking of death, many astronauts die too”. I didn’t really make much of the conversation at the time except for the fact I was horrified.

Now I think back at this conversation and see the infinite depth in the conversation a little five-year-old was having with his uncle. The conversation was tackling the fundamental nature of economics and the concept of opportunity costs; if you do X you will only make Y and will be unable to do Z. People are mortal, we only have a limited amount of time with which we can do a limited amount of things on this planet, there are no ifs ands or buts about that. It is thirteen years after I first began thinking about what I really wanted to do with my life and as I have started college I am probably more confused then I have ever been. My hope for college is to find just some clarity in the haziness of life.

I have this one distinct memory from when I was a kid, I must have been about five, and my uncle asked me what I wanted to do when I grew up. Of course as a five-year-old kid I came up with two solid options, I was either going to become a firefighter or I was going to become an astronaut. But of course as it was, my uncle was not content with this answer and began to inquire why I came up with these specific prospective occupations. My uncle began enlightening me, if you would like to call it that, with his loads of knowledge; “you know astronauts don’t only go to space”, “many firefighters die on the job, are you ready to take that on”, “speaking of death, many astronauts die too”. I didn’t really make much of the conversation at the time except for the fact I was horrified.

Now I think back at this conversation and see the infinite depth in the conversation a little five-year-old was having with his uncle. The conversation was tackling the fundamental nature of economics and the concept of opportunity costs; if you do X you will only make Y and will be unable to do Z. People are mortal, we only have a limited amount of time with which we can do a limited amount of things on this planet, there are no ifs ands or buts about that. It is thirteen years after I first began thinking about what I really wanted to do with my life and as I have started college I am probably more confused then I have ever been. My hope for college is to find just some clarity in the haziness of life.

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