same thing different day. i wake up a little over an hour before class, take the bus, take the train, walk into school, and dig into my oversized backpack for that tiny torn beat crumpled piece of paper called my schedule. i look at the day and check which room i’m in. then i check my phone and see i have 5 minutes until classes start. then i go walk up that first flight of stairs and there, my biggest decision of the day comes to me. to take the “escalators” or not to take them. that is the question. whether ’tis quicker to suffer the elevator packed like a clown car full of morning breath and blasting iPods or to man up and face these what seems to be endless flights of steps of a so called escalator. then by the time i make up my mind on taking the elevator, three of them had just left the second floor to make its way up to the 11th, leading me to take the escalators. however i always get to class on time… well all but this one.
what i realized is… I have to fix that. High school was different to college because well, it was free. public schools grant an opportunity for kids, of whom most take for granted, like me. to realize this now has really hurt my academic life and college was a way for me to start over. especially growing up in a household that highly regards education and schooling, i feel pressured to do well. i’ve already started pulling all nighters studying for midterms and i think most of it has paid off. I’ve learned my lesson of procrastinating and i know how to prepare next time. and along my next couple of years of college, i’m hoping to form new friendships and keep the old as well as maintain a good gpa. this sounds so cliche so i’m going to stop here.
