KM 3A

For my monologue i chose to tell my most embarrassing story!

so i wanted to let you guys know that, i have no hand eye coordination. cant catch a ball. cant hit a ball. nothing!

i still like sports and attempt them.

so last winter me and a couple of friends went upstate to ski and snowboard.

now the only other time i had ever been skiing, which probably doesn’t even count, was in ninth grade. and when i went me and my best friend couldn’t find the bunny slope…so instead  we took the ski lift all the way up to this huge advanced mountain. needless to say…we walked down that mountain…

so this time we came back determined to conquer the sport. we spent 30 minutes on the bunny slope…[finally found it after two years…literally!] and then decided we were pros and could take on the big mountain.

so we get on the lifts and while were on them…[its a long ride up!] we decide to take pictures! as im putting my camera back in my bag…my ski poles FALL!

now for a beginner [even an expert like myself :p] skiing without your poles is impossible and a failure in the making. so when we got to the top of the mountain we had to wait 20 minutes for the snow-patrol to get my poles -__-

but finally we got them and made our way down the mountain [only falling once or twice…or ten times…], poles and everything!

right as im getting to the bottom of the mountain i see my best friend fall…but i figure she can get up…besides i really wanted to be the first one done! but as im going down im gaining so much speed and i cant control it…so it comes down to running into a rack of skis, running into a glass door, or falling.

i fell -_-

but this fall was nothing but graceful…a big ball of snow  and skis kinda grace.

embarrassed i look a round to make sure no one we came with saw it…so i could put it behind it and never mention it…ever.

i look once, no one. yes!

i look around twice…and see my friend KC on the floor almost crying…and i see my best friend skiing and LAUGHING down the mountain.

…i hope neither of them remember this. 0.0

heres a little collage of the ski trip, (top left)my best friends–err i mean badass snow crew! (top right) me and my bestfriend waiting for the snow patrol to get my poles…-_- on the bright side we got to sit on this cute snow couch 😀

(bottom left) all of us on the bunny slope…can you tell by the way were all on the floor that were all amazing at skiing/snowboarding!? (bottom right) me and my bestfriend on the mini ski lift on the bunny slope 😀

So, in class I half assed on a monologue I quickly scribbled down in the class before. As a result, I got horrible stage fright, I was stumped in front of it, and embarrassed myself.

Good job kiddo.

The idea I had in mind of how people waste time, and I wanted to add a clever twist into it, but it resulted in me confusing myself up front.

Again, good job kiddo.

However, I had a second one deep inside I really wanted to share with everyone, but I didn’t know if it was appropriate, or hell, creative enough to share with the class. It was about my dad.

KevJumba (Check him out on Youtube, funny guy) talks about his dad a lot in many of his videos. You can tell the close, and tight knit bond they share as a functioning family. My story took years to develop between my dad and I, and I’ve seen the good, and the bad. My parents were never on the same level with each other. They would bicker, and nag at each other until one gave up, or one blew up. Ever since I was five, I always saw them argue, I would see them shove bills in each other’s faces, and see checks shoved into each other’s faces.

Money was always the root of the problem in this family, and no doubt things got worse as I got older. I always heard my mom’s side of things, and I was brainwashed into believing my dad was the bad guy. I remember I told him I hated him and saw the look on his face. It was the face of a broken man, who saw his own son turn on him. He knew he couldn’t get me back, he knew he couldn’t convince me. He went off to Cambodia for two months when I was 16; two months, without my dad. It felt empty, and I began to see the real truth of things; it wasn’t entirely my dad’s fault. I began to feel guilty of what I had said to him before he left. I sulked day by day, and actually became depressed for my tenth grade year. He had come back in June of that year, but not back to a warm home. My mom changed the locks, and forced my dad out the house to live elsewhere.

That process hit me the hardest. Why was my mom doing this? Why does she look like the bad guy? I tried to picture a quiet, and peaceful family, but the reality hit me so hard, it was not possible. My dad had moved in with his sister, and now he is living a content life. He keeps up to date with his child support, and tries his hardest to take care of my sister and I, despite him being out of the house. To this day, I still feel guilty of saying I hated him. The expression on his face lights up when he sees me visit him, but there is a part of me that still sees his broken expression. I try my hardest to be the best son possible for him, and for my mother. I’m in college now, and I visit him on a weekly basis. I would share stories I have about Baruch College to him, and I would tell him everything that goes on in the family. He asks about my mom a lot, and he always tells me to look out for her. He’s always been a wise man, a smart and successful father. I’m glad I look up to him.

He promised me that he would take me fishing when I was five. This summer he took me fishing.

Thank you dad.

Today, I’m here to talk about my first day here at Baruch. Waking up in the morning and commuting to school has been my life thus far. Walking to a large building for class has been the same too. But what I like the best about Baruch is the change of scenery. Instead of going to the same building everyday there’s a change of building now. When I first walked into the History room I was amazed at how nice the chairs were. Instead of high school desks these chairs are definitively tens time as comfortable. History class in general is the same. However when we moved on to Math class everything changed. I never had a teacher that talked so fast in my life. The good thing is that she knows she talks like a motor so I gave some props to her. Psychology lecture in my opinion is the best. Not only is it nowhere near the same as High School it’s also in an entirely different setting. The Lecture Hall itself is pretty awesome. In a class of 400 plus its pretty mind-blowing how the professor is able to keep most of the people awake. Freshman Seminar class is also pretty awesome. I think of it as a place where everyone can share their opinions and find out some interesting information such as a ten year professor. The worse class ever is English. I’m sure I’m not the only who thinks this way. On the first day of class I thought he was pretty decent. He gave us his criteria and what he expects from us. He even told us what we were gonna do and what we will read. Even though the class is a writing class he told us that it would be reading heavy. That day ended pretty well. The next time we met however things got kinda out of hand. Evey time we answered a question of his, he shot us down. Even if the answer is 100% correct he would say something along the lines of. “Not quite what I’m looking for.” This really frustrates me because most of us know the answer and what we give out is definitely correct. Even if we reword our answer he still refuses to accept it. Eventually I gave up on answering his question. But there’s always time where he would call on me. I would give an answer knowing that he would disagree with it. So far I’ve been wrong every time. He would even argue on a topic in which he has no idea about such as Quantum Physics. This is the most entertaining part of class. Where he’s forced to accept that he’s not all knowing.

I’m going to be talking about my fears. As most of us do, I have glossophobia. I do not enjoy or feel comfortable standing in front of a group of people who are all just staring at me and have to talk to them all for whatever given amount of time I have. I guess I have a light case of scopophobia as well in that case. It’s alright if someone glances or looks, but not if someone stare. It makes me feel all uncomfortable. Despite these fears I’m going to have to deal with it. I had to do six speeches last year and I got through them just fine, but I always signed up for the last person to go, that way not only do I go last but I also can procrastinate longer than others.

I also had a fear of needles but I got over them a few years ago. Lastly, centipedes and cockroaches. This fear is really situational. If I normally see one then I would have no problems, but if some random thing happened instead, I would be scared out of my mind. Three events left me kind of traumatized, and they all happened around the same time, 3 – 4 AM. The first two dealt with cockroaches. This one night I walked out into the kitchen because I was hungry and the lights were off obviously, I stepped on one in the dark and I jumped straight into the air from shock, now I take my sweet time tip toeing into the kitchen in case. Another was when one decided to jump off the kitchen counter at me out of nowhere which ended up killing itself when it landed in front of me. Lastly the centipede. I was on my computer and there’s a wall next to my on my right and the only light source was my LCD monitor. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a centipede crawl across the wall and it made me jump out of seat because I was not expecting that and the shadow from LCD monitor made it look larger than it actually was.

I’m really lazy and sleep all the time, but I’m not that messy though.

Hello everyone! im a freshman at baruch college, obviously, ive lived in brooklyn till i was 16 and then moved on to staten island  so ive been living here for about 2 years? I went to midwood high school and was on the swim team freshman year and then went on to the handball team during my junior and senior years, i liked swimming but i think they took it too seriously which made me switch onto handball which was much more easygoing. anyways my three main concerns about baruch are

1: getting to school on time, this is actually a big problem for me im almost always late and that obviously not good i think im gonna have some problems with one of my classes just because of lateness…. i mean why do colleges have to be so strict about attendence in high school it was ok to be late, i mean not all the time but they wouldnt freak out about it, its these tiny things like attendence that make me think high school was better but of course both of them their advantages.

2:in high school I didnt really have to check my email that much so in college it seems to be kinda diffucult even though its such an easy task, i didnt check my mail for a week and there were like 40 unread messages!

3:uhh cant really think of one now i guess i would say getting used to how long the classes are? and the amount of work given? but i just gota suck it up and do it so yea.

High School and Baruch dont have many differences except for class length and amount of work other wise its pretty much the same, at first though ill admit i wasnt quite used to college but by now i think its ok, theres a variety of people and more free time as well as more oppurtunities. I think my first year at college would probably make me into a harder worker and a more organized person, because in high school it was much easier to slack off.

To anyone reading this post if you see Johnathan.Chang on the side it’s misspelled and I’m the lazy bum that refuses to find out how to change it so if you would pls just keep in mind that the first h in my first name isn’t suppose to be there, Ty.

Hi my name is Jonathan Chang, I was born and raised in flushing New York. I live in a quiet neighborhood in Flushing, Queens, and as to the type of person I am, I guess I would be considered a dull and quiet guy. I would be the type of person to sit in the corner of the class and most of the class of km3 probably won’t hear my voice. During high school I spent 3 years on the Francis Lewis track and field team, which was defiantly an interesting experience. And I enjoy playing video games.

My top 3 concerns for my freshman year at Baruch college would be commuting, Public speaking and time. Commuting has always been a problem for me. Just getting to school takes me an hour to an hour and a half, 2-3 hours of my day is used up just going to and from school, a 7am class would force me to wake up at 5:30. Ever since I was kid I’ve had trouble with communication and interaction with other kids and people and that trait has carried on with me all the way to college. Public speaking in my opinion would be the most difficult wall for me to climb during my stay in Baruch but no wall is to tall to climb. I’m lazy, anyone reading this late blog would know that I’m not a productive person. Time constraints  will be a huge problem now that it takes 3 hours of my day just to go to and from school and being lazy doesn’t help. T.T it feels weird writing this but I think i just gotta man up and do my work from now on.

As of now I really don’t see many differences of high school and Baruch college. The only differences as far as I can tell are longer classes and more time in between them. So the transition between high school and college has been quiet smooth.

Well i hope that after this first year I would be able to manage time more effectively and that I would get used to the commute. As a side note I really don’t think 90% of the class really read blogs or at least this one so to anyone who read my blog up to now, really what are you doing……….. wasting your time here reading this poorly written blog.

So…who am i? Its not something im so sure about…but the basics-Im Japanese/American, im 20 in December, I moved to America when i was 9 after living in Ecuador for 4 years. I dont speak spanish anymore but people always think i can. Character wise- Im pretty quiet just cause i have nothing to say but ill go crazy when i want to, especially with friends. I love to laugh, just have fun and not care. Adventure is always awesome, i love trying new things, just to know i did it and didnt miss out. I hate sitting down in front of a computer, i would rather be outside doing anything active!

My concerns…well lets just say i hope i dont drop out by the end of this semester. Being here and paying for tuition, i obviously dont wanna fail but i also dont care much about any of the subjects im learning about. I guess thats a concern, whether or not i find enough motivation to do the work required in all my classes. Then theres finding a good group of friends before my junior friends graduate…this freshman block is full of people that came fresh out of highschool and for me that was 2 years ago, so i cant really relate (and i feel stupid next to them). But i shouldnt rule it out i have friends that are younger than me…sometimes… Anyways thats basically it…I also hate that we have to buy textbooks but thats not so much of a concern cause i can deal with it. Yeah so….

College is bigger! Well my highschool sucked, it was a joke really. Because of this block thing a lot of times i feel like im with high schoolers-the same people in all of your classes. Its a little annoying cause i was looking forward to diversity! Wheres the black people? Theres too many Asians!  Ok sorry i had to let that out…ummm…The professors are different for sure. They make me be in charge now, teachers dont really care they just grade you. Its more independent, and time consuming cause you cant BS every class like high school. Now i actually have to make an effort to get A’s! Other than that our campus sucks…Oh except our gym! I love that we have a gym and i can work out anytime i want. HS definitely didnt have that.

Im not sure college will change me but i know its gonnna challenge my limitations. Its going to make me push myself even when i might not want to be pushed and itll be interesting to see whether or not ill be able to. Itll be a big step towards what i decide for my future. Hopefully ill have a better idea of what i want out of life, my job and stuff. Other than that i dont think college will change me much, i already changed in the two years i wasnt in college. Its just a necessary step im gonna have to take…ok thats all i got hope i didnt bore too much

Hello…My name is Dylan Larese.

My three concerns about my freshman year at Baruch are rather typical. They are: 1. Arriving to class promptly 2. Completing class assignments 3. Staying focused on the class subjects, as some of the mandated freshman courses can be quite boring and irrelevant to my possible career pursuits.      

Thus far, my expeience at Baruch has been very similar to that of my experience at highschool (which is unfortunate, frankly), albeit the change in scenery from Long Island suburbia to urban New York City.

This college experience will probably constrain me towards being more organized, and towards a greater proficiency at doing menial tasks such as laundry and commuting.

I think im an AVERAGE 6ft tall male asian with a pretty friendly personality.

Three concerns i have about my freshmen year are

1.Passing Freshmen Seminar. ( Im posting my blog late . hope i dont fail)

2.Staying awake during anthropology. (Nice profeseur but 3 hours is way to long for a single class)

3.Passing Math. (She can win an award for talking that fast.)

I think the baruch college offers more activities and more internships for any student to do during their free time. It gives students a time and place to explore different career choices. My high school offered some of that but it was limited to honor students.

College has already changed me and i think it will continue to change me over the course of my freshmen year. I think ive already become more independent and self motivated. I no longer need to address teachers about why i didnt complete an assignment. I think ive become more outgoing as well. If you dont ask questions or talk to people i think college would be a pretty dam boring place to be.

Hmm i didnt quite get to five hundred words. I guess ill talk about my daily routine at baruch in between classes. Whenever i have a short break i usually head to the cafeteria to get some food. Their foods are pretty dam expensive so dont go there unless your about to starve to death. On two-three hour breaks i head to the gym area and kinda wander around until i find a sport to play( usually basketball or handball). After im done i pretty much wander around looking at posters and fliers about clubs and other stuff that seem intresting.

Ok im done.

hey, my name is yan chen. I’m just your average college trying to discover himself in college. Ive lived in the city all my life i feel like baruch is just a continuation of high school. The top concerns i have for this school is probably the school work. Right now everything seems easy but i’m sure that will change very soon.  another thing I’m concerned about is the lack of campus life here. Well obviously because there is no campus really. The thing that separates college from high school will definitely be the amount of effort i put into activities and school work. I think college will make me a better person.