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Author Archives: aleksandr.yeranosyan
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E-Mail to Professor
Dear Professor Bin Laden,
On Thursday, November 3rd I was hit by a MTA Bus while on my way to the train station to reach school. I was immediately transported to the near by hospital of Coney Island and could not make it to class. I apologize for my absence and hope I can make up the exam. I really had no way of coming to school since I fell into a coma.
Sincerely,
Aleksandr Yeranosyan
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Monologue
I am me
I like the pump
I like perfection
I like it when everything is neat
I dislike feelings
I dislike time
I dislike when I hit my foot against the bed at night
I am Armenian
I am Russian
I am tall, dark and my mom says I’m handsome
I play the maker
I play the player
I play as the sole creator of my life
My mind is important
My family is important
My decision making process is the most important
I am afraid of nothing
I am afraid of death
I am not afraid of death because death is a part of life
My life makes me happy
My music makes me happy
My everyday routine, created by me, for me, makes me happy
Ashamed of wrong decision
Ashamed of choice
Ashamed of doing what you told yourself not to
Empowered by authority
Empowered by situation
Empowered when I was named boss
Get jacked, squat rack
Just lift, do your shet, till your muscles real ripped
Misc life
Everything is going well
Everything is going smooth
Everything is going according to plan
Challenge of homework
Challenge of material
Challenge of paying attention in class
Enjoy all
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Who am I?
I think I am me. I’m Aleks. I’m an 18 year old guy attending Bernard Baruch College in NYC. I am tall and dark. I’m the guy who doesn’t know what to really write when asked who I think I am because there is so much to write to describe myself. In fact, there is an infinite amount of details that I can give to describe who I think I am. Even then, who I think am and who I actually am could be two different persons. No matter who I think I am I do have concerns about my freshman year at Baruch College. The first and foremost would be how my grades will differ from High School; not only in the actual grade received but how it is earned and how to maintain it. It is difficult to take a class seriously when you only have it twice a week. My second concern is will I continue enjoying the NYC scene that Baruch College is surrounded by throughout my four year stay at the college. If I don’t, what will I do to fix that? If I don’t enjoy going to school, I most certainly won’t be enjoying class or anything related to it. My last concern is my ability create lasting friendships in school. It’s difficult to make friends because people are so different. At first sight they may seem to have similar interests to you, but you later realize that they do not. Having different interests shouldn’t mean that a friendship can not exist, but how do you maintain a friendship when you do not have similar interests or ideas? Hopefully, creating lasting friendships is what makes my college experiences different from my high school experience. In high school, I had many acquaintances, but not too many friends. I am hoping that this will not be the case in college.
Nothing can change me.
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