i am. . .ironman

who am i? i think we went over this in class already once but talking about who i think i am is easy enough so i really do not mind questions like this. . .its probably one of the easiest questions I’ve been asked during the few short weeks I’ve been at Baruch college. I like to think I’m alot of really cool awesome things like a pirate, astronaut, or even someone with a real job who goes to work from 9-5 and goes home to a wife at the end of the day. but for now im none of those things. i’m just a normal guy whos having a little bit of trouble adjusting to the workload at Baruch. It kind of bothers me how senior year of highschool is a breeze and you can get by without doing any work and spend all summer goofing off and doing nothing with your friends (or girlfriend like i did haha, my friends weren’t too happy about that) and then get thrown into a school thats more demanding than any place i’ve ever gone before in my life. its a tough adjustment so far. but. . . i think im starting to slowly get the hang of it, i actually logged into webwork to do online math homework about a week ago. its really not as difficult as it seems this whole college thing. i find its mroe about time management than anything. if theres one thing my freshman year will do for me its this; wake me the hell up. i havent really legitimately put more than an hour into school work since freshman year in highschool. everything was just so easy i had all the time in the world to do things but now i know ill fall behind if i dont keep on top of things. even with the realization of the amounts of work and how serious college really is im still worried that i might not be able to balance out all of my time, this is going to take some serious effort. i remember when i was a kid and an hour felt like a day, you would look foreward to Christmas as soon as thanksgiving was over and that 25 day countdown would feel like an entire lifetime. but now days go by so fast i blink and i feel like i missed everything important thats happened. my grandfather always told me that one day i would wish i were a kid again and that pretending to run around as ironman would be the days i wish i could have back cause they’re the ones that feel like they last forever. i didn’t believe him until i went to Baruch. my grandpa knew what he was talking about. college forces you to grow up. noone holds your hand through your assignments or cares if you fail out or not. its kind of like the biggest wakeup call of your life if your not prepared for it. im just hoping to make it through the year with a decent average so that i can transfer out if the school doesn’t impress me by January. i hope i did this blog thing right, its not punctuated right or planned out i just started typing but its my blog and i can do what i want so it should be correct. . .shouldn’t it?