LC 26

How did I do? Probably pretty descent. I didn’t win the competition but do I honestly care? NO. I read loud, clear and engaged with the audience as I said my M line. Things went well. This is one of my final posts so I don’t have much left to say except, it was fine while it hardly lasted. The monologues were easy, nothing special, not challenging which is a good thing. So this is David Neumann signing off. Back to you.

What to write , what to write !?
nothing seems right
school , work ,
school , work ,
what happened to having a life ?
friends , boys , clubs , the mall
oh my God , i miss it all
ohhhh stopppp !
you love this !
i love this
you crave for this !
i crave for this
YESSS this is true
college girl life
city girl life
there is nothing i cant do.
so why cant i get up in the mornings ,
get to school early in the mornings ,
i feel like such a fool .
by the way , when is that essay due?
NOO WAYY ! tommorrow?
i should start now
umnn do you have a pen i could borrow ?
oh God I’m a mess !
rushing , cramming ;
the rest of the semester ill be hoping for the best .

Death. That’s what these midterms are starting to feel like. My biggest fear yet I don’t actually know what that’s like. If it feels like sleeping, then M’s my murderer. Sad but true. The past months I’m starting to discover what I want to do with my life and now I’m contemplating on whether or not to major in business which is a reason why I chose this school. I hope whatever I choose will bring me a lot of potential to make money and live a great life. Money doesn’t buy you happiness but it does buy you options. Most of the time I feel happier when I have options.  These questions of what I want to do really help me question what are the words that I should go by in order to motivate myself to achieve my dream. Simple, you do what you love and fuck the rest. I can’t credit myself with this because it’s from little miss sunshine but it’s the phrase that guides me the most. What am I going to do with these next years of college? Of my career? Where am I going to be? No obstacles are going to stand in my way. Lately, it’s hard to rely on someone to help you get the job done, basically, you want to get shit done, gotta get it done yourself. Sounds like another phrase.

Writing a Monologue was definitely not the hardest thing i have had to write in my life, because that what i wrote was not a monologue. I tried writing a monologue, but it quickly turned into an essay. It was definitely fun to write, but if someone were to ask me if my monologue was good, i dont know what i would say. I would say that my short essay was well written, but monologue, not bad.

Monologue

By Ben Soffer

“To be or not to be, that” would be the question if I were talking about Shakespeare. That would be an appropriate phrase if I were to be addressing you from the 1600’s from my Shakespearian era, but I am not. I am from New York City. When I meet people form outside New York City they divide the city and assume you are something from where you live. If you live on the Upper West Side you are cool, Upper East Side you are rich, SoHo you are trendy, and Harlem you are “dangerous.” This shows how little people know about NYC.

If you were to ask someone from the city about NYC than they would tell you that the whole city, every area, is diverse. Politicians live in Harlem, poor people live on the Upper East Side, weird people live on the Upper West Side, people with 0 fashion sense live in SoHo. It’s these assumptions that create blind hatred everyday. Lets say you hate rich people and when you ask someone you just met where they live and they say “the upper east side” what are you going to do? Are you going to hate them blindly? Or are you going to give them a chance?

Baruch College is the same way. Lets say that you grew up in a Christian home, went to Christian school, and were only friends with Christians. Baruch being the diverse school that it is has people from all different religions attending the school. If you meet someone Jewish, will you view them the same way that you view your Christian friends? Or vice versa if you are Jewish will you view your new Muslim friends the same as your Jewish friends? The idea is tolerance. Whether that means understanding that where someone comes from and not judging them, or realizing that everyone, from every religion is good enough to be your friend, that is tolerance.

Ahhhh….sleep….I love sleep but I hate sleeping too. I never want to go to sleep but once i go to sleep I never want to get up. Its especially worse in winter when my love grows exponentially for those nice warm covers….

However, I cannot sleep through my classes as much as I would like (and it is very tempting to). After I started college, my brain began to feel more like a sponge which soaks up knowledge.

But like any sponge, there gets a point where it becomes fully saturated. Once I reach this saturation level, I must rest my mind. This is where my ginormous breaks come in. During my 3 day weekend, I seek my friends and my skateboard for some fun times and relaxation.

Unlike what I thought college life to be, it is simply a balance game. You get further by working but by working you start straining yourself and at one point, that strain will cause you to snap. I will be playing this game for at least another 3 years and something. Hopefully I will be able to be a master at this game before it all ends.

A new beginning

Filled with mixed emotions

Happy that I’m finally in college

Scared that I don’t know what to expect

Surprised about how different this environment is

Excited because I can’t imagine how my college life is going to be like

All these things ran through my mind as I stepped into school on my first day

Felt like a small fish in a big pond

Everyone is rushing…where do I go?

First class 7^th floor

Great the elevators are packed…

Great the escalators aren’t working…

Up the stairs it is

Finally first class…starting to get anxious

Time passes & I start to adjust

No more walking up the stairs found my alternatives

Still scared…am I going to pass college

Still surprised…I am considered a grown up now

How BORING!

Everyone ask…How’s college?

I say it’s going just adjusting

Semester is almost over & I’m still adjusting

Can’t help but wonder…is this normal?

Still happy I was made some nice friends

Still scared about what’s going to happen next semester it’s going to feel like I’m starting all over

Hoping to make more friends

Hoping to become more involved

Feel like I have a million things to do and no time

But yet I’m still excited that I made it this far

I have many interests, but I have always had a passion for playing the clarinet. In elementary school my parents forced me to join the school band. Naturally, I was opposed to doing so, but I gave it a shot and to my surprise I loved it! I had a natural talent for it, and over the years I became a very good musician. I played clarinet throughout middle school and high school. I was apart of all the bands, orchestras and musical ensembles. I took private lessons and grew as a musician with each passing year. I eventually became the Orchestra student-leader, a coveted position within the band geek clique. I was assigned all the solos during the winter/spring performances and even had the opportunity to play in Disney World in Orlando,Florida. However, during my senior year of high school I decided to stop  participating in music class, to take up some APs needed for college; which led to me giving up the Clarinet. I haven’t played since, and I truly regret that I stopped playing. My music teacher always encouraged me to continue learning and perhaps take it up as a major in College. Altho I don’t see that as a viable option, considering the limited occupations associated with having a career in music, I will always regret giving up my passion for it. It’s unfortunate how we have to give up our passions in life just so we will have a “successful” future. Hopefully one day, I’ll take my dusty Clarinet out of the closet and play once more.

What makes me, me? This question always seems to randomly pop up in my head. My name is Kristie Ching, I am Chinese, I am a female, and the list would never end, but even with all these details how can I distinguish myself from everyone else? Well maybe what makes me, me, is my past, my dreams and how I plan on turning those dreams into realities.

As a young girl, I was always really shy and quiet. I barely talked to anyone outside of my family and I was afraid of pretty much everything. It was weird how my shyness reduced when I taught those who were younger than me. Eventually my weird shy personality changed when I moved back to Queens. Here, I made new friends and began learning how to be a better person, while still holding onto my love of teaching and finding new interests along the way.

Today, I am a student at Baruch College, although this was not my first choice, I don’t regret making this choice, because here I met some great people that helped me in my transition into this new learning environment. At first, I was so worried that my shyness would make it extremely hard to make new friends, which was probably my main concern about college, but I’m glad to see that it wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be. I’m starting to enjoy coming to Baruch every day, and no I’m not talking about the commute. It’s nice to make new friends in a different environment while learning things that I’ve never learned before. So I may not be completely certain of who I really am or what exactly I want to be in the future yet, but I’m hoping that I’ll be able to figure it out here at Baruch.

hmmm. this is supposed to be 2 minutes long right? lol..

Every first week of school starts like this, whether it was second grade or now in college. I come in anxious and hope for the best. Not knowing what to expect, I’m excited over the most minuscule of details. Every assignment sounds intriguing and I plan on completing each with the utmost amount of gusto. I even want to start reading each and every textbook, devouring the information until I’m an expert on each subject. Its all so new and scary, no matter where I go, but soon this feeling will fade. That’s what I’m afraid of. That’s what I’m dreading. When this new-ness wears off, all that’s left is a pile of work I will never get through. Initiatives I will never take. Things I just won’t do. That’s what I need to change. It all matters now. This year. Everything about this year. I refuse to let this year be the same.