I never looked forward to going to Baruch, all my friends are gone, and it’s just a bigger high school. College is supposed to be the best four years of our lives…it’s been one of the toughest 5 months of my life. Being thrown into a business school makes me feel so outcasted. I literally have one friend in this school. I feel like I get judged a lot, and underestimated. I don’t live in the library, I’m loud and obnoxious, and school doesn’t phase me as the most important thing in my life. I’m sure I have more people who laugh at me, and hope I fail because of all these factors more than people who are supporting me, but i’m okay with that.
If you think about it, we go to school to get a good career to work until retirement for a higher amount of money. But what if we’re not happy during the process? We work for the rest of our lives, even though right now we just say we’re busting our ass to get a good job. What next? We’re working overtime for a raise, we can’t go on vacation with our family because we have paperwork to file, where does it end? The purpose of going to school, grad school, etc is for the credentials it rewards us, not because we enjoy the learning process.
College has made me realize that this may be the first step for the rest of our lives, and we’re working to achieve something, but that something is endless, and if we’re stressing over the process, then theres no point. We work so hard in school to make a mound of money in the future, but if we’re not happy doing so then whats the purpose?
So although I may not have been happy 6 out of the 7 days of the week since I started college, I realized something far greater than grades could have bought me. We try hard and suffer to be happy in the end, but i’d rather just die doing what I love and being happy than looking for a better future.
And the clubs at our school need to stop raping me with flyers every time I go up the escalators.
