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Author Archives: Mike Gaps
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For Better or Worse… by Mikey Gaps
I cannot complain too much about my first semester at Baruch. Besides dealing with the same CUNY bureaucracy I had to deal with over the whole summer, I have, for the most part, enjoyed my time. I was never supposed to be in an LC. I chose the schedule that looked the best to me, and I went with it. Aside from the fact that choosing Baruch was a mistake in and of itself, not paying close attention to the letters “LC” next to Block 13 when choosing our schedules was probably the best mistake I could ever make in Baruch. Ever.
Continuing, I am happy to have been part of an LC that has grown to become a tightly knit community. I never expected that we as a group would have done the stupid, crazy things that we have within the past 3 months. Hopefully we all can continue to keep close contact during the next semester and in the future, as we continue to do the very crazy and stupid things that we love.
I need to get something off my chest: I have no regrets for anything that I have said or done in this LC. My actions directly reflect the type of person that I am. When we were asked at the beginning of the semester to write down a brief description of who we were, I didn’t know what to write as an answer. I hoped that as time passed, everyone would be able to see who I was as a person and just accept me as such. Love me or hate me, I do respect everyone’s opinion about me, and hopefully its the same case vice-versa. But I lost respect and sympathy to people, who I properly treat as equals, who claim to be part of a “majority” that believes what they say or think means more than what I have to say in a group. This is a complete sign of disrespect that I do NOT take from anyone who is an equal or below me, and I do NOT forgive such incidents.
Aside from all of this, I still want to be part of this LC now and when the semester ends. After all, my name is on the roster, and I have too many memories with everyone to just simply disregard anyone for any reason.
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Monologue of Mike Gaps
Why am I here?
No, I do not have any questions about the reading. Sorry, my Anthropology instructor just asked whether or not we have any questions about the text.
Back to my question. Ohh, so why am I here? Well, for the most part I am here for the same reason we all are, to live our lives. Not just any life, but one where I can look at myself in the mirror and say, “Look at me, I got it made!” Like many, I wouldn’t mind having a 10 bedroom home with 5 bathrooms and 3 cars and a restaurant-style kitchen and ceilings 25 feet high. But I do not need all those things. I can’t afford all those luxuries that only a handful get to experience. Better yet, I cannot currently afford a car, and insurance mind you, with my louzy income from a part-time job. That doesn’t get me down though. I have my whole future ahead of me.
Dammit, there are notes on the board. They can wait.
My goal is not to make sure that I can afford luxuries. I know somehow I will, at least something. No, my goal is to be able to live a life in which I am happy to say, “I love my family and I love my job.” Somehow college has to tie into that. Or does it? Many say that it is not as benificial for the younger generation to go to college as it was even 10 years ago. I have to agree. But it doesn’t take away the fact that a college education is still somewhat important. Then again, it wouldnt hurt, right?
Go anywhere in upstate and there are only whites. I agree with you professor.
How will knowing that there are almost no black people in upstate help me live this life I look forward to? Who knows. Maybe its these tiny little pieces of information that will make me the person I want to be and live the life I am searching for. But I am not learning about what I want to be. I am interested in technology, not anthropology! Look around. It’s set in stone. Technology is the future. Has been and will continue to be. Yet culture makes us who we are. It is what separates and defines us as humans. Well, maybe knowing this wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
I pray the goal of these wall street protestors is to wake up the people of America. Well, I pray they go to…
Wait, they shouldn’t bother me now should they? Will they get in my way of living the life I want to? Im not sure of that, but as long as I can get to Baruch and back without stumbling upon any of them I shall be perfectly fine. I am all for voicing your opinion, but there are civil ways of protesting. Protestors might argue its civil, but I beg to differ. Aside from that note, I wish i knew what the real reason for the protests are, let alone what their propositions are to solve the problems they oh-so love to scream about. Common sense is a virtue. Stupidity is an art.
There is an upper and lower Westchester. Riverdale, Peakskill, Tarrytown, Scarsdale… Wow, I had no idea there were so many towns in Westchester, let alone that there was an upper and lower area.
Westchester sounds like a high class county. Maybe I might live there in the future. Probably not. I want to move far away from the city. My mom just told me 3 days ago that I must live within driving distance when I begin to live on my own. Ok, Cali is driving distance, I said. No, you will live near the city. Since when was this made into a golden rule? Since you were born. I gave birth to you to support me when you grew up. And you have a stepfather who is getting to a point where he will need help. Damn, way to make me feel bad.
Have a good afternoon.
Class is over? Have I even learned anything today? Was I productive? The professor might beg to differ, but it’s what I think that matters. In the end, it’s my life.
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