LC 24

I can’t believe our first semester is almost over.

I mean…then I won’t get to see you anymore? I won’t get to see my angel Mary, my favorite actor Sean, my adorable Johnny, my gorgeous Marsida, my smart cookie Alex, my subway buddy Yong, my smiley Tony, my next Bangladesh politician Nayeeb, my shy Will, my cute Weifeng(I swear to god I KNEW your name), my soft Jin, my big bro Chen, my kinky fb defriended buddy han, my 新女性─the first SimNet tester─ luyao, my kind rufang and my nice big sis Michelle? (I know I’ll definitely see my Weiyaoboo and lucie unless you have a secondthought to change your schedule but you─please─won’t, right?)

with millions of gasp and zillions of sigh I feel like I’m facing an unexpected break up with you. I am just not..ready. It’s just a weekend and I’m already missing you guys, then how can I ever let you go. It breaks my heart.. I don’t want to get apart from you. You were the best thing or maybe only thing I liked about Baruch. You are that who made me come to school, who made me endure loads of assignments, who made me smile, who made me laugh, and who made me happy. I don’t want to lose you. I love you all of my LC 24 family. Now I come to know that I took the every moment with you for granted. I’m such an idiot who left that moment unappreciated. I should have turned my face to see you one more time, I should have smiled at you one more time and I should have tried to talk to you one more time so I can remember you. I’m sorry I wasn’t nicer. I didn’t know how to express my love without saying I love you or that kind of bashful words which would probably embarrass you and me to death if I did say it in your face. But I really do love you all. You are amazing guys and I am deeply grateful that I met you. $2500 were worth spending to meet you guys. To me, you guys were the Baruch experience itself and you were above everything I ever expected. Thank you for being here at Baruch.

I went to the museum with Weiyao this afternoon, expecting to see the Durga sculpture that John talked about. When we finally got there we were so embarrassed to hear that Rubin Museum is closed for a couple of months because they were ripping out everything and remodeling the inside.(That’s what constructor said) After 10 seconds of OMGing Weiyao came up with a great idea of taking picture of us in front of the building for a proof of visiting to excuse ourselves.  

Are You Kidding Me-ing

Yeah, that was about it. Nice trip though.  

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Kidding~ When we were having fun taking pictures, another guy came up and kindly guided us to”real” Rubin Museum which was twenty steps apart from the faux Rubin Museum.  

I love its show window. It looked more like a gallery than museum.

So we hurried in as soon as it was opened and oohed and aahed as we climbed up to upper levels. Second floor was about Art of Himalaya and Tibet. I’m sorry about that I don’t have a picture for the second floor. There was a ‘no pictures please’ sort of atmosphere in there so I was timid to take out a camera from my purse. I remember they had a huge map of Asia and maybe Weiyao will put up the picture of it. (do you mind = 3=? ) I only took pictures of Buddha and Indra on third floor. And here they are~  

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Go Buddha! I like Buddhism in the abstract, but I don’t really know much about it. I never happened to learn about any religions deeply other than Christianity, so it was interesting to see Buddhist sculptures and paintings. And on the same floor, I finally check out Johnny’s Durga which was much smaller than I thought but I liked it.  I must say that I really enjoyed visiting the Rubin Museum of Art. It was worth while walking down 8 blocks with sandals in November. If it was not Baruch, how would I have ever known there is the museum on 17th street in Manhattan. I appreciate that Baruch offered this great opportunity to experience the Rubin Museum of Art.

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.

I just want to make sure you guys and I don’t forget about next post when we come back sometime in this week. Here we go-

Post #2 – DUE OCTOBER 22, 2010 AT 5PM

 I don’t know who I am. I have been questioning myself that very question throughout my teenage but still haven’t got the answer. Since it’s not philosophy class, I don’t want to go too far and deep but I’d say I’m on my journey to find who I am and I believe I will learn a lot about myself in my college years.

My top 3 concerns are simple; making new friends, getting a job and adequate GPA  – 3.3 or above. For right now GPA goal seems to be most challenging but I’ll try my best to work it out. …easy to say it, isn’t it. But honestly I really doubt if I can live out until senior year. Some of my close friends already noticed that I almost sing a song how badly I want to drop a school. I felt that I’m the only one who can’t adapt to the college life. I still have hard times getting up early in the morning, taking one hour to get school(my high school was just four blocks away from my house. can you imagine how huge difference that is), and dealing with bunch of assignments. Maybe I stumble more than others because I had so laid-back senior year in my high school. High school was so much easier than the college. I pretended I am a hard working student in my freshman through junior years and I think I was good at it since my GPA was relatively better than my friends’. But when it came to senior year, shortly after I applied for college, I started skipping school whenever I want; skipped for vacation on sunny day, skipped for sickness(or not-feeling-like-going-to-school) on rainny day. I was so depressed when I learned that I can’t do that anymore in college. What kind of fun else can I have if I can’t cut the school. And one more great thing about being a senior in high school was that nobody really wakes you up in the class and bothers with homework. Seniors don’t do anything. That was a statement every kid agrees and I loved it. I went to school only if I wanted to see my friends and participated in class only when I was bored. That was how my senior year like and maybe that’s why I felt that college life is so stressful. But, oh, I got to say that I’m so glad I met you guys! You made it easy for me to achieve the first goal.