The second post should be a monologue developed in seminar but I’m embarrassed to say that I can’t recall any topic we had in seminar. So, if I may, I’d like to write about how the school life is going lately.
We have A doll’s House quiz for Theater class on next Tuesday, Anthropology mid-term on Nov 2 and Politic mid term(+the essay) is two days after that, coming on Nov 4 (I looked up on calendar for you guys!) and also Fieldwork Data Collection Work Sheet is due on Nov 9, Rubin Museum blogging by Nov 19. And if you have MTH 2207, we are going to have the second test pretty soon, just don’t know the exact date yet.
Oh boy, I feel like I’m being chased by a serial killer. A friend of mine who is a senior in Baruch once joked that I will be dead until Thanksgiving. But the truth is, he didn’t joke it. He prophesied it and now I worship him.
My first impression about Baruch after first week of this semester was a hell packed with mad smart kids. Are they all came from Bronx Science and Stuy? Is it only me who came from one of the worst high school in NYC, namely Newtown? I’ve never been daunted this bad. I asked my friends who went to another college if they are having trouble assimilating like I do. And they responded ‘hell no I love my college:-D’ ………I know they are going to take that back soon because it’s mid term season for them too.
Well, I guess I habituated myself to an early-bird life and jammed subway in 8 a.m., but I still have trouble catching up with where we are now in our classes. Isn’t there a time that you tried your best to keep concentrated but you just can’t? You heard what professor said but next second you just have no idea what we are getting it and why we are talking about it. It’s like the lecture went in one ear and out the other. You don’t want to stop the class to ask question. Well, technically you CAN’T because you have no sense where we are and what it is for. You are just lost as a whole and you can’t help it. All you can do is just sit there and look pretty. That’s what happens to me almost everyday in Politic class and sometimes even in Anthropology and Math. I feel as if I’m treading on thin ice everyday. I’m desperate that the ice will break in any minute and I’ll be drawn. Not knowing when the Politic exam would be put more anxiety.
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And voila, he just announced our mid term will be two weeks from today. I hear the clock ticking.
