DTE: Surviving College 101

I just got off a stressful weekend. Let’s just say I might have channeled some of that stress when writing this…

I pretty much got no idea what to write. Maybe I can just rant a little bit about this. This might not end well for me, but.. like, what the hell is this? Why is this class necessary again? It’s like having to take music class in a business school—oh wait, I have that too… Absolutely useless. It’s not that I hate anyone in this class. It’s just feels so…. pointless. Meet new people? Get to know one another? That’s honestly not working for me, ‘cause that’s just not who I am. Even before the semester started, I didn’t like the idea of having this Freshman Seminar thing, but I still kept an open mind coming into it. But even now, halfway through the semester, I feel like I haven’t gotten anything out of this. Maybe in the second half of the semester I’ll find something worthwhile out of this. Again, it’s not the people in the class. I just haven’t found a point to it. It’s really just more of a burden than anything else on top of all the other work I have to do for other classes. Maybe it’s for a free credit? At least we didn’t have to pay for this, unlike music class. I’m sure I’m the only one who feels this way about this, and I’m sure this class has its benefits for other people, but I’m just not one of them… I hate too much.

Although my biggest aspiration is to be on SNL, or at least to be a writer for them, I can absolutely guarantee with the utmost confidence this isn’t going to beat Zach Galifianakis’ monologue when he dressed up like Annie and performed his rendition of “Tomorrow”.  College is what it is, but I feel awkward when people ask me about school; I can’t bring myself to say anything other than, “oh, it’s alright” in a less-than-enthusiastic tone.  It seems like everyone loves college, but college and I seem to be going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment.

1 word, 8 letters—Calculus.  Everyone knows I’m obviously more of a linguistics kid, but when a 2000 level calc course is like hieroglyphics to me, something’s wrong.  I’m under the impression that if I stand on my head for a bit and let the blood flow, maybe there will be a big bang neuron explosion and I’ll just turn into Jimmy Neutron or something.  (Sorry for the reference, I’m a 90’s kid I can’t help it).  I know the only solution is to study, but a girl can dream can’t she?

I NEED to learn another language!  Everyone around this school carries on in some ridiculous vernacular; I end up running around as if someone dropped me in the middle of Epcot with a laptop & ID card.  And my favorite part is that I seriously think I can study International Business and compete with these people that are proficient in more languages than I even know exist.  I guess the plus side is that I know I’m in for a rude awakening, so it all comes down to when it’s actually going to happen. Maybe I can be a zamboni operator or an animal psychic, like that Caesar guy.

It’s a big world out there, just waiting to be conquered.  

I am Dada zhang. I was born at  January 10, 1993. I came from china. And in that case English is my second language. Now, I am living in Manhattan and I love my New York City a lot. especially when I living the heart of New York, Manhattan, as you know I was born at a business family. So that is why I spend my college life at Baruch. Also because of that I like doing business a lot. so I need treat myslve more professsional so i can being successful in the future. Also I like to having fan with my friends. I like to go out with people. If I have a holiday i like to invite my friends to travel togeter. I like to do some things to make myself exciting But not drugs. Such as some sports like bungee jumping, climb a mountain that have not been discovered and parachute jumping. I like to do parachute jumping at Las Vegas. But I haven’t done yet. So i am planing to go during next year summer vacation. Seriously I don’t know why I like to doing these crazy things. I also like to listenning some music. that is my monologue.

I was around five or six years old, I’m not quite sure now. I had just moved to my current hometown, and my family wanted to explore. My mom had decided that going to the library would be the best way to develop a child’s mind, and now, I completely agree with her. When she had first brought the idea up, my siblings and I were very skeptical, thinking that being stuck in the library was definitely not the way we should be spending our summers. We thought that summers should be spent at places like Disney World or camping. The idea of being surrounded by musty old books was definitely not that. My mother, having none of our complaints, took it upon herself to drag us to the library and sign us up for its summer camp. Little did I know that it would be a place I’d frequent in upcoming years.

I was ushered into a carpeted room, where there was a windowed divider separating the walkway from the general study tables and the row of computers. Ahead was a pathway to a play area for small children. To the right was the information desk, and further were bookshelves. This is what they call the children’s section. I remember stubbornly standing there, not wanting to take another step. With the look my mom shot me and the sweet smile the librarian shined, I reluctantly went toward the other children.

Even now, I still go to that library. I would hide out in that corner on the second level, the corner that overlooks the children’s section. Sometimes, I would reminisce about those days when I became enthralled by the magic of storytelling and fiction. From genres like folklore to mystery, I tapped into the lives of thousands of characters, and I became increasingly passionate about reading. And now, as I write this blog, I am sitting in that same corner, surrounded by books and overlooking that children’s lair.

College life is currently going great for me. However all my classes seem to somehow involve history, a subject I am not particularly enthusiastic about. However the class I currently enjoy the most is History. The professor is funny and captures the class attention even though it is the last class of the day. My favorite days however are Monday and Wednesday, the days in which I only have one class.

A challenge in adapting to college life is the amount of reading. It wouldn’t be so bad if the readings weren’t so terribly boring. Reading would either make me start spacing out and forgetting what I had read, or make me start falling asleep. The next challenge is taking the train. Usually whenever I get a seat, there is always someone next to me trying to squish me. Another bad thing about the subways is the smell of pee and rats…ugh D:… The smell gets worse when it rains or when it’s humid. Sometimes when the door closes, the smell would go away, but sometimes it would find another way in. There is also the buses. Everyone likes to make a line when the bus is not there, however when they catch sight of the bus, the line becomes a blob of people running for the bus.

What I enjoy most in college is the lower amount of time spent in school. However the schedules can be quite annoying. Before my AP scores were received I was in calculus (on Monday and Wednesday.) I had a four hour break between calculus and sociology. Luckily I only had calculus once or twice.

As I learned in Sociology today, life has different stages. We couldn’t be perfect in every stages, but we could continue to make up for the lack in previous stage. Even though we couldn’t stop the time, as long as we cherish time, we could slow down the steps that time made. But what is considered to be cherishing the time? Is your life cherished as long as others thought it to be perfect? Perhaps my mom had been too harsh on me, so I always wanted to do my best in order to reach my mom’s standards, even though I didn’t always agree with her. I had tried to please and satisfy others for a long time, but life is not doing other’s favor and winning other’s praise. If you gingerly follow the rules that others set for you, in the end you would not be yourself anymore. As Orson Welles said “we’re born alone; we live alone; we die alone; only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for a moment that we are not alone.” 
I once told my friend I felt guilty and regretted for something. I didn’t remember the exact event I was regretting about but I do remember his response. He said to me, “Don’t ever be guilty or regretted. Whatever you do is your choice.” When you reach your destination, don’t look back in anger and regret about the things you have done for your life.
Things are always easy to say but difficult to do, however, it’s crucial to notice the truth that you have to live your life for yourself.
“Busy for living or busy for death?”
I choose to get busy for living; I choose to enjoy my life. This is me.

I don’t really know what to write about in my monologue but anyway

HERE WE GO…

My name is Ariel Olivares,
I am 18 years old and I’m Dominican. I am going to talk about an everyday necessity in my life MUSIC. I don’t think I could go one single day without listening to music. It’s that addicting I find it so inspiring sometimes a song might just give me that little boost I need in the morning to get up, or something to listen to whenever I’m bored etc.., with so many genres of music everyone
should be able to claim one category or artists their favorite. I feel that Music is everywhere whether someone is blasting rap music driving down the block in their car with the windows down. Or it’s the girl on the train listening to Katy
Perry it’s an everyday thing. I don’t know about you guys but sometimes I can’t get a song out of my head because it’s so catchy. MUSIC just straightforward is entertainment and its One of the few things that gets me going. Artists do a
great job of talking about real life occurrences and sing it in a song. This is the feeling I get when I really get into the rap lyrics of my music.

Like the man said to the boy “Can I kick it?” I’m not a very angry person but a lot of things piss me off. So I guess I am an angry person but I try not to be angry. One could say I’m calm like a bomb. But I digress from whatever point I was trying to make. The thing at the top of my shit list is politicians. Politicians are some of the worst people ever. They say they represent the people when all they represent is their own agenda. It is their job to keep the country moving forward and to do what is best for the people that elect them and as anyone can see from the way the country is going they aren’t doing their jobs. They say they see the issues but still blind like they’re fluent in Braille. It’s not just republicans or democrats that are making problems, it’s the whole government. I just found out that the Supreme Court decided that corporations are people too. Where in the constitution would it possibly say that? How does that make any sense? Everything is just getting worse. I know that sounds grim and it is. But there are other things that piss me off so I’m going talk about those.

I don’t like the police or the DEA. The police serve a good purpose most of the time as with the DEA to an extent. However a lot of things they do are a waste of time and money, in my opinion. I am a marijuana enthusiast and so most of my complaints stem from there. The United States government spends more than $7 billion a year enforcing marijuana laws. In my opinion that’s $7 billion down the drain because I don’t see the number of marijuana smokers decreasing. Plus we are several trillions of dollars in debt can we really spare this money. Every type of person smokes weed so is it right to turn people into criminals just because they want to indulge in something that relaxes them?  But I guess that’s not the police’s fault, so I’ll throw that under why I hate the government.

Well that was a decent rant about some of the stuff I hate. Now here’s a funky introduction of how nice I am. Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram. Actually I’m not sure why I just said that. See there comes a time in every man’s life when he’s got to handle up on his own. Can’t depend on friends to help you in a squeeze, please, they got problems of their own. That part of my life is now.

In this monologue, or rant or whatever you want to call it, I’ve taken lines from various music groups, mostly rap. If you can guess that’s awesome.

We are kids. Tall kids, short kids, fat kids, skinny kids, smart kids, stupid kids, kids who like to party, kids who like to take it easy, kids who fail, kids who pass, kids who sneeze, kids who cough, kids who eat a lot, kids who starve, kids who like to be kids. Why do we always want to be older? Let’s stay kids for as long as we can. Being a kid is fun. Being an adult is boring and dull. We are kids in college. We are kids experiencing the best years of our lives. Let’s stay young, man. Don’t fight being young. You’ll regret it later.

We get looked at closer in stores. We have class. We get tests. We can’t buy alcohol. We go out. We have fun. We make mistakes. So what? That’s the way it’s supposed to be. Living young, wild and free.

We have a whole world to fall back on, why worry about every step? Take two forward, but only one back. One back to start over a bit; but one forward to remember the mistake you made. Life is a learning experience. Remember that.

We are kids now, but not forever.

My name is Jake Kuhl. I was born October 9, 1993. I live in the Bronx in a residental home. I use to live in an apartment but moved when I was eleven years old. I have one younger brother and I have a very close family. I live near the water and I enjoy swimming very much, my father and I own a sailboat and i like to sail. I am also a lifeguard, In the summer i spend most of the days at the beach. I am also a big sports fan. I am a diehard New York Ranger, Jets, and Yankee fan. Hockey is probably my favorite sport, this can be attributed mostly to my grandma who is probably the biggest Ranger fan in the world. My very first hockey game was at madison square garden when i was seven years old, I was with my grandma and my cousin. I played roller hockey throughout my childhood for a local leauge. In high school i played varsity ice hockey for four years and won a championship in my sopohomore year. It would be nice if Baruch had a hockey team but there is still local roller hockey leauges where i live. I decided to go to Baruch because it is a good affordable school. In high school i always thought that i was going to be a lawyer or a businessman but know I really dont know what i want to be. I do want to join the coast guard reserve because i have always loved the water and I think it would be an enjoyable experience. Maybe i will do something in public administartion when i graduate but i still dont know. Well i will found out soon what i am going to do with my life.