College, trains, Manhattan, homework, reading, alarm clocks and soccer. That is what my life has turned into in the last two months, with barely any breaks in between. I still feel like it’s supposed to be summer, as hard as that is to believe. Is it terrible to say that I’m still not in “school mode?” Maybe it’s coming from one of the smallest high schools on Long Island to a college in the middle of the city. I guess I’ll wake up eventually, not that countless lectures about the “good life” help at all. I think all of my professors are kind of crazy and hilarious at the same time. I’m not going to get into detail because I don’t know if that could get me in trouble…
…the construction going on at Baruch right now is really annoying. When I came to visit the school for the first time I thought the entrance was one of the coolest parts. Now it’s just loud and impossible to get inside….
…I thought the monologues at convocation were pretty awesome. I doubt mine is going to be that good. Whatever, I was never the most creative person…
…it seems kind of weird that next semester we will all be in different classes and we won’t be able to make fun of our professors anymore. I think that’s been one of the most enjoyable parts of college. Is that a bad thing to say?
Oh well, I hope we all live to enjoy the real “good life!”
