DTE: Surviving College 101

I always hate writing about myself, it always reminds me of the adult equivalent of kindergarten when you drew a picture of yourself inside a sunflower to hang up on the wall underneath some stupid caption like, “kinder-GARDEN, growing together as friends”. Seriously though, if I was that important that everyone needed to know about me, there would be a biography in the works, but you know what? I’m kind of writing my biography as we speak, I can’t begin to explain myself to others, mainly because I’m just so unsure myself.  However, I can tell you I’m brutally honest, judgmental & have been called cynical (by my high school Physics teacher nonetheless, awesome). My dad actually offered to get me a bumper sticker once that says Italian attitude, Irish stubbornness, and Polish common sense, effortlessly summing up my stereotypical shortcomings into six words so everyone driving around me can be informed.  If you can manage to get past my humanly imperfections then you will be offered membership into the exclusive club of people that can kind of deal with me—i.e. my parents, because they have to; my dogs, because they don’t know any better; and my boyfriend, because he thinks I’m cute.

The biggest issue I’m going to face during college is most probably maintaining an acceptable GPA, but people have done it before, it’s not impossible.  Everyone seems to have the same problem, they have no friends and college is big and scary.  But the thing is, I don’t have a problem with being by myself while roaming the big, scary hallways; I’m independent & self-sustainable, but you can’t exactly invite independent & self-sustainable to your wedding in place of actual people.  I feel like everyone is Baruch is so serious all the time, I mean I understand business is no laughing matter, but I just want to run around making stupid faces in a juvenile attempt to make everyone laugh.  Maybe I’m too much of a sarcastic idiot and won’t actually cut it in the business world.  Maybe I just haven’t realized where exactly I belong yet and won’t know it until I get there.  Like I said before, everyone’s mainly concerned with making friends, but they seem to overlook the fact that we’re 18 years old and basically have the world at our feet.  Our lives can be shaped and molded into what we want it to be, but the problem is, how exactly do we want it to be?  Make it your own.