KM 3A

I really can’t believe that my first semester in college is almost over. I must say, it went by super fast. Although in the beginning I was a little disappointed about my overall experience at Baruch, I now feel better about it. I don’t want to exaggerate and say my experience has exceeded my expectations, but it has gotten better. I’m more used to how college works and adapting to the workload and the grading system. I’ve definitely learned that you need to be way more responsible and independent in college than in high school. Being in the city everyday is an adventure! Yes, Baruch doesn’t have a conventional campus, but I mean, we have one of the greatest cities in the world as our campus. There’s always something to do and something new to discover. That’s probably my favorite part of going to Baruch, despite the hour commute I have to endure everyday. However, I do know that most of the students at Baruch commute, so I shouldn’t really complain about that. All in all, I’d have to say my first semester at Baruch was a success, but there would probably be some things I would change if I had the chance. I probably wouldn’t underestimate the work and amount of studying I need to do, as I did this semester. The grades I’ve gotten have definitely been a wake up call. I also probably would’ve tried to be way more social and took advantage of more opportunities to meeting new people and trying new things. I also definitely want to join a club next semester since I didn’t this semester. Since that first orientation day, I would say I’ve changed. I’m way more outgoing and not as nervous to strike up a conversation with someone. I’ve also learned to be more independent and responsible for my own decisions. With almost a month left of school, I seem pretty satisfied with my first semester, hoping to end up with a decent gpa. Opposed to being handed a schedule with no input, I think next semester will definitely be better since I get to choose some of my classes and pick some that I’m actually interested in. So cheers freshman seminar class, we did good!

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Bats.

Can’t stand to look at them, to hear about them, to read about them, and sure as hell not to see them.

If there’s one thing in this world that scares me, its bats.

Their beady little eyes, ginormous wings, sharp little fangs, and hairy pointy ears are not appealing in the least.
They way they always travel in flocks of hundreds and thousands is sketchy by all means.

Plain and simple – they freak me out.
Just thinking about them, and writing this blog right now, gives me the chills.

Despite society’s attempt at making vampires and bats look cool  and sexy,
I still cannot bring myself to accept the animal as just that – an animal.

oh, and here’s my real self portrait, and my alter ego 🙂

Figuring out who we are, and our purpose in this world, is a question that more than often seems to never be answered. With 18 years behind me, and much more ahead, I can firmly say I have no clue who I am. I do, however, know what I want.

Based on my collage, I want:

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Freddie Mercury – the ability to fully express myself without inhibition

West Side Story – unhinged love and happiness

Paris – to travel the world

Dorothy in ‘The Wizard of Oz’ – finding myself on a journey of the unknown

Beavis and Butthead – laughter and spontaneity

“In the blue corner, weighing in at a comfortable 210 lbs., is High School. At the opposite end, in the red corner, standing at a mere 130 lbs. is College.” In the UFC ring that is my mind, high school is the heavyweight champion.  Unable to adapt to the commuter college experience so far, I can’t seem to find my way in one of the greatest cities in the world. Unlike the grid pattern of New York City, my mind and heart can’t seem to intersect at streets and avenues. Like the taxi cabs paving the streets, I have yet to stand out, making a name for myself. Apparently making friends is as easy as saying “Hello”, yet that word seems to be nonexistent in my vocabulary. This independent lifestyle isn’t as appealing as it seemed on your 18^th birthday. I didn’t realize that when I blew out those candles, this is what the wax would create.

Here stands a challenge. Am I ready to take it? Do I have a choice? High school was a place of comfort and ease, pushing no boundaries. Those boundaries, almost intolerant to change, are now being pushed in every which way.

Here stands a challenger. As the opportunity awaits, I will slowly take the bull by the horns- I just hope the bull doesn’t prove to be stronger than my will.

As the end of the year grows closer, I will emerge as a hero in my own story. As the world of my expectations slowly integrates with that of reality, I will be more than ready to find my way of the present, and create my path of the future.