“Who Do You Think You Are?”

I’m a sister and a friend. I hardly act serious but can still set my priorities straight. I’m learning everyday, about what it means to live and love unconditionally. But truthfully, I’m just dying to get this blog post off my To-Do list. Tonight I gave up too many parties to finish all my homework. There is definitely something wrong with me. I’m done complaining, so I’m going to talk about my concerns with being in Baruch College. My top concerns include transferring, having a high GPA to transfer, and figuring out the finance of transferring. I know I make it sound like I really dread being in Baruch, but it’s not that. It’s just that I swore I wasn’t going to stay home for college and I did, and I’m really disappointed in myself for that. Furthermore, I miss someone terribly who’s in a SUNY that I want to transfer to, Buffalo University! There aren’t that many choices in Baruch for me because I don’t want to do anything business-related; I wanted to do nursing to be exact. I changed my mind about the type of major I intended on going for too late to change my college wishlist, so I improvised and figured I could knock out some core classes in Baruch for a year and then transfer. I just hope all my credits (or at least most) transfer through successfully. What’s so different about Baruch College is how much independence you can gain if you really wanted it. I know a lot of people from high school who are in Baruch with me now, but if I didn’t decide to hang out with them, I realize that I could get so much done. I love the resources that Baruch has to offer, especially in the library building. High school just isn’t capable of having seven floors worth of library equipment for students. My goal during this first year of college is just to work, study and save up enough money to go on a cruise this summer with my favorite people and transfer to Buffalo. Being around my family so much, I’d love to just get away from them for a few years. I need to experience being on my own to learn how to not take things for granted anyway. I think the experience of buying my own toilet paper and such will really teach me something. After this first year at Baruch, I’m hoping to turn out much more mature than I am now, without really killing the fun part of me. If all this goes as planned, I’m going to be real proud of myself. So will my mom, maybe.