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First thing that came to my mind was : “WOW!” There were so many people in that auditorium. After we sat down, I saw the dude. Charles N. Li. I actually expected him to be very old but he looks like he is only 60 and he is in great shape. Listening to the speakers speak, I was so bored I texted my friend from high school and it just so happens he was sitting in the same row as me. He was doing his work for another class and he wasn’t even paying attention at all to the speakers. Each of the speaker had a story to tell they all sound so monotoned.  I did listen to the story by Charles N. Li about pulling stuff out of his ass and it was hysterical. He also told a story about poverty here and it is so different compared to China. Even when you are starving, you get to choose what kind of stuff you get to eat. This “workshop” made me realize the conditions we live in and we should really appreciate everything we have instead of actually wasting everything.

After leaving the room, I felt somewhat educated since most of what that lady said could’ve been google’d. She could’ve just told us to “Please google resume when you get home.” But overall, it was somewhat educational. I learnt about what I should and shouldn’t put on a resume. You can’t google that. The handouts she gave out were also very helpful. I would’ve never knew the difference between a functional format of a resume and chronological format of a resume. She also gave us a handout about my personal pitch and I found that all helpful, but again, it could’ve been google’d. When she shanked that guy in the front, it was hysterical. I couldn’t believe she did something so absurd.

I couldn’t have enjoyed a better day though to be honest. Just sitting there listening to someone else talk instead of actually having to write anything, priceless class right there. And we got out early so that is just a bonus on top of that. And I am writing this Monday morning when our English professor is out so I don’t really remember what to say men! I just want to get this blog over with.

Career Exploration was a good workshop but it was rather dull in terms of all the talking. The resume and all the little technical stuff can really help us in the future. I’d rate the workshop 7/10. And at the attendance sheet, cool story bro!

I have been attending many career exploration sessions at Baruch throughout the semester. Since this session was going to be hosted by an advisor of the Starr Career Development Center, I wanted to pay extra attention. However, in part, because we sat in the back and there was no microphone, I relied more on the media presentation.

I found it useful that the advisor told us how we can research career fields on vault.com and other websites. But, overall, the workshop was repetitive of what I already learned attending other events. Golden Key had a resume workshop session during club hours the previous week and their presentation covered everything. Members of the honor society were able to review our resumes as well at the end of the session. Also, I found it easier to ask them questions and I was able to learn about their experiences. As for the mandatory career exploration workshop, I had hoped that she would address our situation of being first semester freshman pertaining to how we can start finding internships. It would have been useful if she had told us to attend networking events outside of what the Starr center offers.

Recently, there was a human resources event that had an actual human resource director from Friedman LLP answer our questions and elaborate more on what we are all told. For example, in the workshop, the advisor told us to write a thank you letter, but the human resource director, Jeff, told us how to write one and when we should write one. Jeff advised us not to write one if we do not know how to write.

Basically, I was disappointed with the workshop since, by individual research online, I could find out everything that was lectured to us. It should have been more practical. It should have been a smaller setting, not four classes packed into a room that did not have enough seats, so it could have been more comprehensive in a “question and answer” type of format.

The panel discussion was useless. I respect the people who spoke, as individuals, but I was not able to follow any of the discussion points because there were technical difficulties (the microphone’s volume was put on low) and the moderator had distracting mannerisms (he had his hand on his face when the other panelists spoke). Furthermore, the discussion was unrehearsed since some panelists had more time to speak than others and the professor of Black and Hispanic studies repeated the story she told us on convocation day.

On that note, I learn more about identity in my introduction to anthropology course. Being Filipino, I find it hard to identify myself with a particular culture. The Philippines is as diverse as Baruch College. I look like a blend of Spanish and Chinese, but I was born in New York, raised in Australia and Papua New Guinea, and went back to the city when I was seven. While living in Papua New Guinea, I attended an international school full of ex-patriots. By “ex-patriots,” I am referring to people who have left their motherland.  Therefore, when asked, I am hesitant to say that I am Filipino since I do not know the language nor am I familiar with the culture.

I identify myself as an individual who can adapt. I do not want to be defined by culture, race, sex, or religion, but as a thinking being.

We have all had embarrassing moments that make us think, “Did that really happen?” I tend to have a lot of those moments, especially when I was in tenth grade and I fell asleep in my English class while my teacher was being observed my the superintendent.

I had English right after lunch, and I was always tired in that class. However, this one day seemed to be really bad. We were learning Macbeth, which was boring, and I feel my eyes getting heavy. I tried to fight falling asleep, but I lost the battle. I closed my eyes and my head fell on the desk. The next thing I remember was feeling a kick from my teacher making me get up. At that point I jumped up from my chair and the whole class was looking at me, and my teacher smirking asked, “if something was wrong?” I came up with a quick answer and I asked if I could go to the bathroom.

While I left the room, I kept thinking, “Did that just happen?” I felt so embarrassed, even though the students in the class forgot about that experience my English teacher still remembered it, even two years later when she wrote in my yearbook “good luck next year…try to stay awake during class.”

Jonathan Biton

10/17/10

LC 12

Dear Diary,

I got over my biggest fear yesterday: heights. I’ve always been afraid of high heights, especially on roller-coasters but of course I won’t let that stop me from going to six flags for fright fest. On Sunday I went to six flags with three of my friends and there was no way I’m backing out of any ride because like I’ve said before, “a life lived in fear is a life half lived”. The first couple of roller-coasters that we went on were not that scary but when my friend booked Kingda Ka on the flash pass, I’ll admit that I was reasonably scared. My heart was beating so fast I thought I was going to die before I got on the ride, and of course we all decided to go on the front row. So there I am strapped into this green monster starting to think that I’m an idiot for getting on this ride. Before I knew it the ride started to move and there was no turning back now. I remember the loud speakers saying “head back, hands in, and enjoy the ride. After that, the roller-coaster took off. The ride goes 128mph in 3.5 seconds and is over 450 feet high. I was basically glued to the seat. I loved it. I came off that ride with the biggest smile and the best feeling. I have conquered one of my fears. Every roller-coaster after that felt like a little kids ride. Now that I did Kingda ka, its one step closer to bungee jumping and then sky diving for my nineteenth birthday. I love putting myself in uncomfortable and adrenaline rushing positions. I love doing what people say I can not do and doing what I think I would never be able to do. I basically love life right now and I want to take full advantage of everything that my life has to offer me.

Everyone has that one place, that one friend, that one relative that you go to; to relax. Every time you visit that place or person your usually very excited because it is the one place were you cab find a piece of mind and forget about all your problems. For me, I do not have have a place or a person to go to. If I am seeking to release some pressure their is only one thing that comes to my mind: SOCCER!!!! Whether watching or playing for 90 minutes I completely forget about all my problems. I’m either rooting for my favorite team to win or trying my best to defend my team’s goal. If you ask me why soccer, I really do not know. However, what I do know is when I officially discovered the sport during my freshman year of high school my life has completely changed.

This is a picture of Charlie Chaplin. I chose this picture because I adore Charlie Chaplin. He has had such a huge influence on my life and has always reenforced my belief that laughter can sure anything and there is always time to smile.

Here is my monologue:

Dear Brittany,

Hi. I have lived with you for two months now. I must say, it has not been what I expected and I have had to adjust to living with you. If you knew me, which you obviously don’t, you would know that I am very open to people about how I feel about them. I always tell people how I feel about them and at times when I need to I will tell them off. But since I have been living with you and will have to continue to live with you I have kept my mouth shut. Brittany, more than anyone I know, you need to be told to grow up. I tried to be your friend once. We went to that club one night. I knew I wouldn’t be able to deal with you once you told me that we couldn’t leave since you had only danced with 3 guys and you can’t leave until you’ve danced with at least 5. Seriously Brittany? And I don’t care if you drank half of a bottle of Malibu when you were out, it’s not okay to try to pour vodka into my fish bowl. My fish doesn’t want to get drunk and you will kill it. If you kill my fish I will kill you. Please, don’t wake me up at 4 am to tell me that you hooked up with however many guys. I don’t care. I’m trying to sleep.

Love, Carla

everyone involved in the story besides Kailey

I generally have a lot of fun with my friends, but there is one night in particular that stands out to me.  It was February 5^th; it was the third month to the day that I had been with my girlfriend Kailey.  So I had decided to take her out to dinner to The Pie at Salvatore’s.

As I was driving to the restaurant I get a call from my best friend, Zach Halpin.  He asks me what I am doing and I tell him that I am taking my girlfriend out to eat.  So we say goodbye and I continue going to the pie.

So Kailey and I get to the restaurant, we sit down, and about ten minutes later my friends Zach and Jack walk in and sit with us.  My girlfriend is a little upset that they are with us, but she also finds it a little amusing.

As we are eating my friends and I find out that our other friend Ben is home alone and he is having some girls over.  After we finish our dinner we decide to pay our friend Ben a visit.  We arrive just as the young women are arriving.  Ben gets angry that we are coming to his house, especially since I brought my girlfriend, so he kicks us out of his house.

That’s when my friends and I come across an idea.  We decide to go to the supermarket and buy some shaving cream.  Then we go back to Ben’s house and park on the side of his house.  My friend Jack strips down naked and he puts shaving cream in between his legs and across his chest.

Then jack hides in the bush and Halpin goes and knocks on the door.  When Ben opens it Jack jumps out if the bush and runs through Ben’s house.  Finally Ben chased Jack out of the house and we jumped in my car and rode away.  We ended up at my girlfriend’s house watching the hangover.  That was the best night of my life.

Your mind, body, soul – everything in perfect harmony
From your straight light brown hair to your gorgeous green eyes, to that cute walk of yours
Your smile – in my head, at one point – the 8th wonder of the world
For you there were no rules – you were the exception to the rule

I continued to be blinded,
Until one day I had awoken
I realized that you weren’t in Harmony
That your mind changed with the tides
You, yourself had no idea what you wanted, but made me believe it was I you desired
For that I am not upset, simply stronger now
For you, you’ve realized that I’m not around
Now your upset, cause you need that shoulder to lean on
You give worth to something after you loose it
But im not gonna be the one that you can always run to
My heart beats but for you its quiet