Author Archives: dylan.bustillo

The Rubin Museum was kind of interesting. The two pieces of art i had to look at were actually really cool. I found out that one of them was used as a beer dispenser. The walk there was the only thing that damped the trip because it seemed like it took forever to get there. But, seeing this kind of art was different from what i am used to seeing so it was a nice change.

Voices was nothing that new because I saw it before. I was disappointed because nobody’s paper from our LC was picked. Plus every other paper that was read was depressing , which killed my mood for the day. Overall it was a good performance, but not something i would want to see every year.

What makes me afraid? It’s not the dark, it’s not spiders, and it’s not ghosts. It’s not knowing what might be under or around me when I am in the ocean. All these movies like Jaws, Deep Blue Sea and Open Ocean shows everything that is out there to get me. I mean the ocean covers the majority of our planet. Me in this vast ocean is like a spec of dust in my room.

Don’t get me wrong I love swimming in the ocean and going to the beach, but I always have these dark thoughts in the back of my mind of the unforeseeable. Standing in the ocean and not knowing what I might step on even worries me. There could be a crab waiting to pinch me with its claws or a poisonous sea urchin on the ground waiting for me to step on it. Every time I step on seaweed I get a little hesitant because I think its something else.

I remember going snorkeling in Mexico and the water was so clear I was able to see so far. I thought it was the best. I swam to a reef and a couple feet down there were hundreds of fish it was amazing. Then I saw this giant dark shadow that I couldn’t quite make out what it was. Immediately, I started swimming away because I didn’t want to stay there and find out what it was even though it probably wouldn’t swim up to me.

I try to hide this fear because I feel that it is pretty dumb to be scared of fish, but it’s something that I probably won’t get over. I will however continue going to the ocean and hopefully one day I will learn how to surf. I am sure the whole time I am out there learning to surf I will be thinking about how I look like an injured seal, the perfect meal for a shark. Guess I am just going to have to face my fear!

So just like everybody else did I am suppose to tell you who i am. I am Dylan, the tall skinny white boy for people who still might not know my name. I think im a pretty chill guy who’s not hard to get along with so don’t be afraid to talk to me ( i know size can taunting LOL).

Top three concerns in order would have to be my grades, deciding what clubs to join, and how long will it take until i get tired of commuting to school. Starting college was like a total 180 from high school. I was able to slack off and still get high grades. Now is hours on top of hours of work and it hasn’t even been that long. Then between classes and having to commute just over a hour back and fourth it gets a little hectic. When i think i am going to have time during out to hour breaks to get work done i never do because there is always a club meeting or something else going on.

I think my baruch experience is so much more than my high school experience already. Having the freedom to do as I please makes me feel so good. And not having the same 7 or 8 classes everyday is an amazing feeling. The best thing is having fridays off and coming to school because i want to.

My first year of college has already changed me dramatically. I used to be one of the biggest procrastinators ever.  Since college started i actually have stayed on top of my work even though i still have that urge to get it done later. I even redid my room which now actually feels like a room because its nice and clean. So far the college experience has been a positive one.

See y’all in class tomorrow. (no im not from the south)