LC 21

I, honestly, do not remember a word from my monologue because it got erased from my head, like many useless information stored in my brain that I thought I didn’t need anymore. But, lets give it a try (more in depth of course).

I live in a basic traditional Latino home, where Spanish is the predominant language.  My mother doesn’t speak English but my dad does.  I live with my brother, who is the oldest, and is a computer technician and installs cameras (if anyone needs their computer fixed, just let me know! Cheap prices!!).  I also have a sister, but she moved out about 4 years ago to her own apartment, living by herself, which is pretty taboo in my household.  The deal is “You move out when your married” but shes always been an independent gal so she moved out, being the first one ever to do that.  Even though we hit hardships like every family out there, I love my family very much and they are my world.

So down to me.  I’m an 18 years young, who loves to be me and doesn’t care about what other people think.  I’m also independent but not as much as my sister.  I’m into sports and I love challenging sexist guys who say women don’t know anything about sports because last time I checked, I know plenty 🙂

Smiley face 🙂

I feel this picture describes me.  For the most part, I usually have a smile on my face [unless its early in the morning or I’ve had a horrible day].  In high school, I had a uniform I had to wear everyday and they were pretty strict about what to wear and not to wear that complied with the dress code.  The one thing the school had no problems with were buttons.  Freshman year, this lady very special to me gave me this button and told me “Always keep a smile on your face no matter what.”  I took those words to heart and decided to wear it everyday to live those words out.  Coincidentally, on the last day of Senior year, I lost the button in school and was no where to be found.  Devastated, I realized that I didn’t need that button to be happy, it was only just a physical reminder of what the lady had told me.  I felt like I only needed it through high school to remind me of who I am and that’s why it strangely disappeared on the last day.  At that moment, I realized that I no longer needed that button, I knew that happiness comes from within and believe it or not, it takes a great deal of energy to be happy.  This is why this smiley face, which may mean almost nothing to many of you reading this, means the world to me and I, Rebecca, proudly identify myself with this.

So I re-watched my monologue and it’s not something I would post up online LOL.

It’s really random and I like being random. I really like doing things that other people find to be a waste of time such as napping at a park, or staying at a handball court alone till one in the morning, or aimlessly wandering around at night till the sun comes out.

I took Wushu (chinese for Kung fu) for two years and stopped because I wanted to get better at handball. I guess that even though I didn’t get where I wanted to be, I improved dramatically since the first day I started and I made a lot of good and bad memories. The guy I showed in the video was Joshua Garcia, a really well known young handball player ranked around top 20 in the world. He was on my team so it was hard for me to accept that someone so good is shadowing my hardwork and hard for me to accept the fact that he was my teammate at the same time. But by the end of the season, I kind of missed playing with him.

When I get an adreneline rush, I can’t help but dive for a ball. I would roll and do some weird and impulsive shit to get at the ball. I wouldn’t mind opening up my skin because it shows that I put an effort for it and people’s “woahs” feed my hyperness.

I tend to get frustrated a lot, but I try my best to hide it. If something is frustrating me, I wouldn’t take my anger out on the person, instead I would fist a handball at a wall for a good few hours. Now I play pingpong to get stuff off my mind. Oh, and i’m not limited to just these two sports, I also like basketball, tennis and football and I love volleyball, and badmitton. Not too long ago, my friends and I invented a sport called Volleyhandball where we used a volleyball and a handball wall applying the same principles as volleyball, but against a wall. It was really fun.

 I guess you can say i’m introverted because i’m not good at dealing with other people’s issues, but i’m not THAT introverted. I like to put them off like they never happened so I could get on with my life.

I made a snow fort at my home park and crawled under it. I ended up getting soaked.

I used a dance video that my friend used for an introduction to his class in hunter. I thought it was pretty random too.

If I were to use a picture that bests represents me, I would look like this:

Laterrrrrr.

The city is subtlety different than Long Island.  Words like “tight” and “dead ass” are something new to me and I still don’t use them.  On Long Island it is also more important for high schoolers to have licenses and that isn’t to apparent in the city for obvious reasons.  For the most part, though, the city is pretty much the same as Long Island except for the fact that I’m in an urban environment rather than a suburban one.  During the summer we didn’t do much of anything in Long Island.  We would play video games, ultimate Frisbee and other stuff on a daily basis.  Other days we would just lounge around doing just random things.  My summer was so full of nothingness i can’t even describe a day.  I had no routine and sleeping cycles would go from regular time to being a night owl.  So all in all damn good summer and definitely had some memorable times.

Some stuff we did over summer:

Video #1 (Little bit a of back story: We were bored)

This is just another day in the summer of us sitting around.

I did not exactly have a set monologue. I had decided to improvise that Wednesday, and little did I know it, the first thing that had to come out of my mouth was the fact that I needed to PEE. To be honest, I am not exactly that surprised that I said something completely random and weird. That was definitely not the first time that I just blabbed about something totally out there. I mean like, who talks about PEEing when they have nothing else to talk about? Granted that I really needed to PEE when I had first went up in front of the classroom, but still, I was on this rant about me and my bladder and about my PEEing habits and whatnot. Point is, it was just really funny looking back onto it. At least now people know how I PEE.

My monologue basically went like this:

I tend to need to PEE a lot, I think I have this really small bladder, but then that doesn’t really make sense because sometimes I can hold my PEE for a really long time. I guess the liquid moves through my system fast because this one time when I went karaoke-ing, there were cups and a pitcher of water. And after drinking about 2 full glasses, I would need to PEE. And it wasn’t just a trickle either, I actually had a lot to PEE out. Oh well, I’ll never understand my bladder. Not now anyways.

Then I went to talk about my embarrassing moment:

I don’t exactly get embarrassed easily, and I think it’s because I’ve done a lot of dumb things that I just don’t blush over it anymore–I just laugh it off. I think I only get embarrassed around the people I don’t know (i.e. strangers) rather than my friends. So there was this one time where me and my family were going dimsum-ing, and then when it was time to go, my brother wouldn’t get out of my way so I decided to out the other way by climbing over some chairs. I guess I didn’t lift my leg over high enough because I tripped over one chair, and knocked over two more. The entire restaurant grew silent. Oh, and I forgot to mention. I was holding a full cup of coffee in my hands! Anyways, my dad was right next to me and he didn’t bother helping me up and my brother, who didn’t get out of my way, was laughing at me. I had to get up by myself, and the workers came to ask if I was okay. But the good thing? At least I was done and was able to get out of there as fast as I can.

The picture is basically of me when I went row boating in Central Park this past summer. It was a really fun experience, and definitely something everyone should try out one day. Or I think so at least.

me!

and MY self-portrait:

Hi class!

You all did an excellent job on your first blog posts!!! They were so interesting and fun to read. Feel free to comment on anyone’s post! If you think what someone wrote is funny, great, unusual, etc, let the blogger know!

So now, here’s  Round Two of your blog posts:

Post the monologue you’ve developed in your seminar, along with a self-portrait (which can be a photograph, an image, a cartoon, a drawing, or some other depiction of how you see yourself.)

Pretty simple right?

This is due: Wednesday,  October 27 by 11:59 PM. This should be plenty of time!

For those of you who didn’t really have an official written monologue in class, do your best to summarize what you said. If you used a video for your monologue post it with an introduction. Anything used in your class monologues should be included on our blog site.

If you have any, any, questions, please let me know! Have fun with this post!

🙂 Valeria

I AM…

I am unique. I am not confident. I am smart, but not in ways that I can count. I read people much better than books but I have no words for explaining what I find. I am friendly, not judgmental. I am only as funny as I feel. I walk with my head down a lot and I am not confident, but I am me. I know I can succeed. I am really not as nice as I want to be, I let emotions get the best of me. I am a perfectionist. I am really no good on my own and I believe it is because I have four sisters and two brothers who are ALWAYS there for me. I am broken, but I am young, and I am too young to believe things won’t be okay.

I always wanted to go to college in the city so attending Baruch as a student is a dream come true. Three concerns I have are to find the best job, have a fun experience, and be successful and happy the whole way through. Baruch is the complete opposite of my high school. Everything from the city, to schoolwork, to the basketball team, to the diversity of students.

I believe the first year at Baruch will help me realize what I want in the future and what I am capable of doing. I will be a better student, basketball player, and “New Yorker.” I am promising myself I will do the best, and be the best I can be at Baruch.

Sorry this is late, I took a nap at 7pm and woke up at 3.  I know it’s a horrible excuse, but here’s my first blog:

I think I’m original, but it’s what I think of myself.  The reality is that I’m not that different than most of the people I know.  Thoughts always differ from reality, since the mind is incapable of understanding reality as it is; so the mind makes its own model of reality based on past experience.  I’m very eccentric, I read old novels for fun (but I forget about them and leave most of them unfinished) , dislike small-talk, space out constantly, dislike working for other people, introverted but I like being around people I know , very impatient, don’t watch sports, and change my mind constantly.  I have been trading stocks and stock options for about 16 months; Have I been doing well? No, but I’m confident that I will in the near-future.  It’s something that my mind could comprehend with ease since I love the systematic chaos in the markets.  But don’t be fooled, I’m not very smart in other areas.  There are certain people who aren’t meant to speculate, including intelligent people, just look up Long Term Capital Management.  I think this stuff is very interesting, but that’s just me.  My opinion on education constantly changes, but for the most part it’s important.

Even though I understand how important education is I still make the same mistakes as I did in high school.  I’m still handing in late assignments, e.g., this simple blog assignment.  My sleep cycle has not changed from the summer; I used to sleep at around 4 am and wake up around 3 pm.  Also I tend to space out during class, which is not a good thing since I miss important little details about assignments and due dates.  So these three things are the things I need to work on since I know that college is going to be a bit more challenging than high school.  The work load is the only thing I think that separates my college experience from high school, and I think and hope my first year of college will make me a bit more wiser as a trader and individual.

Sigh… So freaking tired… Ma name es Hao Dong.. Im chinese… zzz

concern 1: waking up early is a probelm…  tired… cant get up

concern 2: too crowded… too many ppl cant get to class…

concern 3: no good food near the college… major problem!

College is different than HS cuz of all the freedom… the professors dun care… freedom of sleeping =]

The first year of college is interesting… Im sure ill learn alot in this colelge~

I THINK I AM APPU PANICKER. I COULD BE WRONG, THOUGH (I HOPE I’M NOT). I THINK I GENERALLY LIKE TO STAY QUIET UNTIL IT’S NECESSARY TO SPEAK UP. I ALSO THINK THAT I AM A COOL PERSON.

1) GETTING MY BIKE STOLEN; I REALLY LIKE MY BIKE BECAUSE IT GETS MY PLACES FOR FREE, SO I WOULD BE VERY SAD IF IT GOT STOLEN.

2) LOSING MY IPOD: MY IPOD HAS ALL MY MUSIC ON IT, AND I LOVE MUSIC. I DON’T THINK I’D BE ABLE TO LIVE WITHOUT MY IPOD…. I’M BARELY MANAGING SACRIFICING MY MUSIC TO RIDE MY BIKE (YOU DON’T WANNA LISTEN TO MUSIC WHILE RIDING IN THE STREETS)

3)NOTHING ELSE, REALLY

I THINK THAT THE FACT THAT I AM WITHIN WALKING DISTANCE OF SCHOOL WILL MAKE A HUGE DIFFERENCE. IN HIGH SCHOOL, I HAD TO TAKE A BUS TO A TRAIN ( OR WALK TO A TRAIN, AND TRANSFER TO ANOTHER TRAIN), BUT NOW I CAN WALK TO SCHOOL IN ABOUT 12 MINUTES (GETTING TO CLASSES ON THE HIGHER FLOORS MEANS STARTING A FEW MINUTES EARLIER, BECAUSE THE ELEVATORS ARE TERRIBLE). I WAS ACTUALLY LATE TO HIGH SCHOOL EVERY DAY DURING SOPHOMORE AND JUNIOR YEARS (SENIOR YEAR I WAS AT HUNTER COLLEGE, BUT I WAS STILL LATE). I’M NOT LATE AS MUCH NOW, AND I HOPE THAT WON’T CHANGE.

I’VE ALREADY BEEN TO COLLEGE FOR A YEAR (AT HUNTER COLLEGE, FOR AN EARLY COLLEGE PROGRAM THAT WAS A PART OF MY HIGH SCHOOL) SOOOOOOOO……..

SORRY, I JUST REALIZED THAT I’VE BEEN TYPING IN ALL CAPS