Author Archives: Justin Ramsay Johnson

Hi there. My name’s Justin Ramsay Johnson, and I’m a freshman.

Well, let’s see, something interesting. . . well, at the moment I’m highly deprived of sleep, so that will probably effect the level of sanity demonstrated in my posts, but oh well, not like I’m usually normal anyway.

Well let’s see, I always wanted to do something involving the expression of my creativity and randomness, such as writing books or movie scripts, or best yet the stories for video-games, but my father and stepmother made sure to utterly crush those dreams by reiterating the harsh reality that anyone who actually pursues what they really want to do in life just ends up poor and destitute in the end, and how all that matters is money.

Well, I don’t feel like putting in the massive work and hundreds of thousands of dollars of debt to become a doctor or a lawyer like they would like, so here I am looking to pursue accounting, which, at the moment, the probability of which is in great question, as the math homework I procrastinated in doing is reminding me just how passionately I hate math. Oh well I guess.

Let’s see, some background. . . well, I was an angry fat kid most of my life, mostly due to having no friends, mostly due to being ugly and weird. That kinda sorta changed in late middle school and early high school though, as I discovered a love of weightlifting and joined the wrestling team. Yeah, actually looking like I can lift something heavier than an xbox controller and not looking like I consider putting on a sock as intense cardio has impacted my life a bit. Now, I’m just weird.

Let’s see. . . why I’m at Baruch. Well, people always told me after they would hear me speak that I was very smart or carried myself well or was that I was destined for something great. Since I entered high school, I always thought of going to one of the Ivy League schools and pursuing a field of study I truly felt passionate about, and I knew to get there would require plenty to hard work. So, throughout all of high school, I worked hard, I mean, granted I still procrastinated like everyone else, but I did indeed work hard. I maintained the highest academic standards for myself, always keeping my rank within the top 10 percentile and achieving academic honors and such every quarter, and by Junior and Senior year making sure to spread myself out, participating in various clubs and organizations to the best of my ability. My senior year, I graduated with a 3.8 GPA and am executive seat in 5 clubs. I put my all into high school and come time for college all that sacrifice would finally pay off.

Then, I got to learn that all that really matters is your SAT score and how much your parents make, and watched as schools like Binghamton rejected me but accepted kids like one I knew whose average was literally 55% as good as mine and who went to summer school pretty much every year of his tenure at our high school (true story) because he was poor (or as colleges like to say, a political jackpot). And because my parents dared to be successful, and because while being somewhat intelligent I just came short of being a genius, and while in shape was no upcoming sports prodigy, I watched as school after school gave me horrible financial aid packages. So, I wanted to be an accountant (I want to make money, no one wants to be an accountant) and needed a school that’s cheap, but actually good.

So here I am!

Yeah, well, it’s nearly 2AM, and I still have work to finish, and a house to clean and garbage to take out, so that’s that for now. Pretty sure I gave too much insight into myself, but hey, better you know I’m crazy right off the bat than to find out later unexpectedly.