Author: cd129204

My experience at Baruch College has lived up to my expectations in some ways, and in others, hopelessly fallen short. The school work, assignments and tests are all around what I was expecting… But when it comes to seeking help here at Baruch College, blah. Whether it’s financial aide, advisement, or anything else along those lines, this college falls into the category of “Awful”. I hate to sound so negative, but it’s only true. Your questions are never directly answered and it takes multiple days of phone calls, emails, and personal appearances to accomplish things that should be so simple. So anyways, I think my first semester went well… Grades and softball are on the up and up so I really can’t complain. If I were to do my first semester all over again (which I wouldn’t) there’s not a thing I would change. I have met great people and learned so much just in the few months I’ve been here. To finish things, I don’t think I’ve changed very much… I still love the people I associate myself with and I keep my priorities straight (most of the time). I may have become a little stronger, mentally, but we’ll just have to see when finals come around.

Who I am…. I am a daughter of a strong woman… and a “forever young” man… A sister to two guys, one being the teenager so full of angst and the other a member of the United States Air Force. I am a granddaughter to a lady who has truly loved and truly lost… I am a niece to an uncle, who almost gave up on himself… I am a cousin to a young lady that hopes to follow in my footsteps… But above all, I am Chelsea.

Packing up my belongings and saying my good-byes in Florida, moving to the city that never sleeps, and going to a school where I knew no one was what I thought to be the toughest events yet in my eighteen years of life. The transition wasn’t as difficult as I imagined it would be. People were welcoming, supportive, and oh so friendly. I thought at this point I had figured out who I was and where my life was heading.

Then, on an old regular Thursday, October 6 to be exact, a crack in my perfect was world was revealed. There was nothing interesting about that day; I woke up, got dressed, and went to class. Walking up the stairs during club hours to meet the rest of the softball team for practice, my phone rang. It was a familiar name that popped up on the screen, a familiar voice that answered when I asked “Hello?”, but the information I received was not so familiar. At that moment, I found out he was dead. “He” was someone I had dated, had known, and had truly loved. “He” blamed me for his crazy outbursts and reckless behavior. “He” was the one who was driving, drunk, and crashed into two trees. And after speaking to his mother and closest of friends, I, I was the only girl he ever loved, and the one he was planning on chasing after his whole life.

Being a thousand miles away from everyone I knew, speaking through texts at his memorial, receiving a large amount of texts and phone calls about the situation, hearing his mother say she missed and loved me, and sending the eulogy I had to write, in an email, was the hardest set of things I’ve ever experienced. But, this event was the one that truly revealed who I am. I am a young lady who doesn’t always have the right answers or always know the perfect thing to say. I have imperfections that bother me, but no one will ever see. I am a giver, of my heart and mind. I am the one who believes in love. I adore my family more than anything in this world. I have a passion that shines so brightly, it is often misunderstood. I am the one who cries for others, when they are too weak to do so themselves But, I am strong, willing, and able and I am the girl who will live in honor of him, and his love of life. I am, Chelsea. .

Hi, my name is Chelsea DeGuzman. When someone asks me “Who do you think you are” my immediate response would be, “A girl named Chelsea.” But that’s too general, so I’ll elaborate. So, I’m from the not so lovely state of Florida. I lived there my whole life, and one of the reasons why I chose to come to Baruch was to get away from that awful climate. I am pretty shy and I keep to myself most times. I play softball and will be playing softball here at Baruch, so remember, always support your athletes! 🙂 I have two brothers and one sister. I love them and the hardest part about moving so far away was the fact that I would miss out on so much with my family, so I guess in that sense I can say I’m very family orientated. And my favorite color is PINK!

 

So my three main concerns about freshmen year were/are: 1.) Finding my classes 2.) Passing my classes 3.) Coming out of my shell and getting to know people.

College doesn’t really seem that different to my high school experience. In high school we had pretty demanding teachers with hour and a half classes, so that’s really not a change. The only difference would probably be the set up of the school and where the school is located. My high school was out in the middle of no where, where the coolest part about school was going to the ag farm or hanging out by the trucks. The “campus” here is quite different and of course the city surrouding it is amazing.

I think this year will change me in just a few ways. It will definitely force me to push out of my “shell” and become more social. It will help me realize the work load that will follow in the next few years. And it will tweak me into a better person, teaching me to accept all and never fear what we do not know.

 

So yea, that’s me.