Section BJL3A

so today during seminar i witnessed a great deal of tension between Sasha and Steve as well as Steve and some other kids. i do not know what the whole thing was about and i do not care if it is in the past. since we all are freshman (except sasha) and we would have to go to school with each other for the next 4 years why dont we all just be friends? =P sounds corny but w/e. i think that people should say right here which people they have problems with and we could all try to resolve the negative tensions amongst us.

For a good while now I have been going to the gym to play basketball. I was suprised at the competition level at Baruch. I figured that everyone would be pushovers and that it would be really easy to play there. I learned that you can’t judge by looking at people and that skill is just something you have. Now that i’m getting used to the talent level at baruch it has become much easier for me to play there with the help of good teammates.

I was pretty behind on going to the enrichment workshops for freshman seminar, so i decided to check out which ones would be available soon. I checked it not too long ago and I saw that most of them, if not all, were for academic enrichment and for career exploration. The problem is that I also need to fulfill the workshop requirements for community-global awareness and personal enrichment workshop. I don’t see workshops for any of those two. There’s still a good two months of this semester left and I dont want to fail because of a lack of workshops. Is anyone else in this situation?

Today, a few friends and I went to watch “Paranormal Activities,” a film that we all thought to be one of the scariest ones of the year. We went with such excitement and high expectation that we actually felt scared before entering the theater. However, the minute the film started, doubts of being tricked and decieved by the trailor crawed into our minds. Not only was the movie quality a mediocre highschool production (with only four characters), it actually had no real content at all. At the same time, the movie was NOT scary, it was rather comic, with the girl constantly screaming out “Miccah!” and the guy acting like a know-it-all, while not knowing any crap from beginning to end. One of my friends fell asleep for one-third of the movie, while my other two friends tried to convince themselves that they didn’t just waste $12 for nothing! Anwway, I am not discouraging people from watching it, it would be interesting to hear what other people have to say after watching it. However, if you are a guy who want to bring a girl to watch it so that she can cling on to you, well, it’s just not going to happen. Sorry producers, but this film has certainly been one of the worst that I’ve seen in years! Nevertheless, this is a horror movie, since most people who’ve seen it were horrified at how dull it was!

you guys probably passed by it on your way to class. on 24 street and park ave, they were shooting the film, the other guys, starring mark walhberg and will ferrell. i got a glimpse of mark walhberg by one of the food tables on the stairs of a building. so far i saw a crane witha wrecking ball, a smashed store front that looked like an office or something because it there were computers and desks in there, and i also saw a car with broken windows. i tried going back after class to check it out, but the staff pushed me away. i regret not taking pictures

Yes I am. But wait what am I? Identity is a huge issue in college as I have observed as of late. I am arrogant, loud, sarcastic and standoffish. I am kind, generous, empathetic and hard working. Ever since college started I’ve felt as though I’ve had a bit of an identity crisis, I try to do too much because I want to be a little bit of everyone and everything. And to be honest it has really worn me out.  I got a fraternity bid from APD and I thought that would make me happy. I go to the gym to better myself physically, but this also doesn’t make me happy. I joined a bunch of clubs, but still no effect. I feel like I want too much and cannot appreciate the intricacy of the simplicity of life. I want to simply just be. My old motto of “I am me, let me be” doesn’t seem to apply here anymore. So from this point on I’m just going to try and narrow down what I enjoy and make a list of my priorities. Hopefully I’ll find myself, before I find myself alone.

Setting aside the fact that I’m a hateful person by nature I believe that I have justification to hate even more as of the recent and inherent events of this college. I don’t really feel like beating around the bush, basically this college filled to the brim with thieves. Since day one here I heard way too many stories of possessions being stolen though I believed in positive human nature and decided that those claims in this “diverse” school were completely preposterous. So in the course of two weeks here I have had a one hundred and fifty dollar Christian Audiger sweater stolen from me as well as a four hundred dollar cell phone. The worst part is how each happened. The sweater was in my psychology class when I went to go speak with my friend in the other row while leaving my bags in my seat. I come back and my sweater is gone. It isn’t so much that the sweater was stolen or its monetary value. It was the fact that it was freezing outside because all I had under it was a thin t-shirt, also coupled with the fact that it had been a present from my sister whom I do not see very often. The cell phone incident happened when I was at the gym and I left my cell phone as well as mp3 player and towel by the treadmill I was using and had only moved away for less than thirty seconds in order to get a drink from the water fountain nearby. Now this wouldn’t be that awful of an event in and of itself and nothing that a new phone couldn’t fix really. However it was the fact that I got in contact with this scum of the earth by calling my cell and he having picked up and requested twenty dollars and told me to meet him in front of the school at four thirty, I told him I was going to meet him there. Though in my head I knew I wasn’t going to be paying for something that is mine. Me being a second degree tae kwon do black belt, three year high school varsity wrestler and now a training MMA fighter, decided that I would ask for my phone back, and if he wouldn’t give it back I would simply reenact the scene from American History X and tell him to bite the curb. Or I would simply just beat his face into the side of the building. At the time this seemed completely logical. I don’t care if this statement means to some psychiatrist that I am violent, because I am not in the slightest. It simply the face that I am reclaiming what is mine and what has been stolen from me. I have no patience for crooks or thieves, and I especially will not let one intimidate me or try to extort money out of me. I have never in my life taken that kind of treatment and I’m not about to start. The next day I go to the meeting spot. I wait for twenty minutes. I wait some more. He doesn’t show up. Needless to say I’m still angry. So I decide I’m going to be civil about this. I got the phone tracked and found the numbers he called using it. I gave the information to the police and they told me I should expect to have it back within a week. This whole stealing of a phone wouldn’t be a problem had I not made plans with my girlfriend for dinner that day to meet at the café at eight thirty. Long story short, we got into a terrible fight because she thought I stood her up and from that point the proverbial shit storm started. So thanks asshole wherever you are, you cost me $400 and at this point my relationship of more than nine months.