Blog #2 is your Monologue. A Monologue can quite literally be anything you want: It’s your thoughts about how feel or see yourself. On the class of October 20th, you will be sharing your Monologues out loud in class. Try to have fun with it guys, no pressure.
Feel free to post Images or anything that you feel will supplement your Monologue. 🙂
I see myself as a person that is dedicated and has faced emotional challenges in the roadblocks that I have faced. As I have mentioned to my classmates in the block that I am in, I have tried out for the basketball team several years in a row and have never made the team and this has really upset me. This past weekend, I tried out for the college team, and once again did not make it. This has put me in a depressed mind state again, but some friends have helped in saying that my hard work will pay off somewhere down the road in life. When I was a child my goal was to become a basketball player , this may sound laughable now, but I am proud of myself that I stuck to my vision to the end. I also see myself as the best prospect for a company to hire because when handed an assignment I will stick to it to the very end. Lastly, I see myself as someone who hopes I can find an attractive girl who understands me, which has not happened up to this point in my life. I hope I get recognized by someone eventually.
Its hard to talk about ones self so openly. Review yourself in good light and others may see you conceded. Review negatively and others see you as depressive. Isnt our actions supposed to tell who we are? Maybe not. I dont truly know what to speak about. Im I. There are none like I. I love city and country. An Urban Hick as my father would say. Both lives Ive lived. Both feels I know. I could travel at night in the woods unafraid. Or straight through the streets of the city unafraid. But I dislike saying much aboutmyself so good day, pip pip and cheerio. Peace.
Im not sure i am able to fully tell you who i am, seeing how i have yet to discover myself. Im generally optimistic in my actions, living each day as if it is my last. In my opinion life is about taking chances and breaking barriers, allowing one to reach there true potential. I am just discovering my path, and I hope it will take me on a journey of self fulfillment. “Go Hard or Go Home.”
I am a person who enjoys exploring, and everything that goes along with it. I enjoy finding new things, and being lost is one of the best parts of it at any given point. I try to be really nice to everyone I meet, as I never know that they may return the favor in the future if I’m in trouble. I’m often in my own little world, thinking about what to do next in life. I’m not exactly a risk taker, being cautious about life, except when the time calls for it. I have had a small town life, within it raising turkeys, knowing everyone in town, and shoveling four feet of snow nearly everyday in winter/ spring to reach my car. Maybe the future will change some of my previous characteristics.
Teachers in high school say to enjoy how easy highs school is, because when we get to college it will be much harder. Well, I don’t know what they are talking about. Personally I feel like I am in high school part two. I still live at home with my parents. I still take the train every day to get to school. I still am going around trying to find cheap food for lunch. I do think college may actually be easier than high school though since there is much more free time, and the key is just managing time. The only thing though is I really miss the student metro cards .
I see myself as an open minded person who can talk about literally anything, I do not have any political views nor religious beliefs. I like to travel and explore. I try to go to a different place or country every summer, by doing that it broadens my horizon, and it helps me develop more mentally, because to me, every trip I go on has a specific meaning to it other than just to relax and to have fun. I appreciate everything what life has to offer, and I’m trying to learn something new each and everyday in order to become a more well-rounded person.
I’am a pretty outgoing kid who just likes to have fun. I feel like I have a lot pressure on me to become successful and outdo my parents in being successful. One reason why is that they started with nothing and became something. If I started with something and become average, then who am I? I feel as though if I have failed. But aside from that, I love meeting new people and being friendly. I love taking on new challenges and partying it up when i get time. I really love my little sister and although she is 9 years younger, she’s still one of the funniest kids I know. Another aspect that I have improved on is procastinating less and work harder. My grades are going really well in every class except communications since sissi loves grading hard. Even after this, I feel like I have more to learn about myself and it’s to early to tell you who I’am.
Floating on a cloud filled with music is just one of the many feelings I get when I play guitar. Sure it makes me more popular with the ladies, but it also gives me a sense of fulfillment. I started playing guitar over five years ago and love every second of it. Playing an instrument has allowed me to develop certain skills and expand my sense of creativity. Often times I want to play a piece of music that is far too complex for my capabilities, however, after constantly practicing and improving I am able to play anything i want no matter how difficult. I have made my guitar an attachment to my body and I feel very different while I play. Overall playing guitar has shaped me into a better person and has helped me get through some tough and hard times throughout my life.
I wish i was a bird sometimes. I would fly wherever i want to go and shit on people. i would watch these ‘ants’ get mad and curse me. I have no idea what to say . When i dont know what to say i tend to go on a random tangent of psychobabbling. You ever hear skin rip ? No? Me either . One plus one is 2 and there are 2 letters in the word to . Coincidence ? I think not. So the other day i smoked a cigerette and a homeless man came up to me. He asked me for one and i gave it to him . And that was that . I feel like I have A.D.D when i talk . Too much to say but nothing of meaning . i hate hipsters . I want to eradicate them all . They ruined New York City . I miss the good old times when people shitted bricks walking through Bushwick. Now you have annoying pretentious nasally french fried arm Ryans playing their annoying xylophones and their scuba suit tight skinny jeans begging for change. And they go home in their 3 thousand dollar a month studio apartments and blog for 10 hours . Oh look im different and its ironic. I feel like im standing still and the whole world is moving around me . There prefix mono is in monologue and i know this girl that has mono. Sucks for her. I dont like mustard . It looks disgusting and it tastes wierd. Theres no structure to this at all . Im just going on and on and on and on till i stop.
I hate questions like these “how do you see yourself?” I never know what to say. One thing I don’t like about Baruch is how they organize freshman classes. It reminds me of junior High school where we had class with the same people. I’m very indecisive always changing my mind, very sarcastic. I love music, going to shows. I listen to everything but my favorite is heavy metal/rock/hardcore whatever you want to call it. I’m extremely lazy, and well I don’t care much. I don’t know if that’s a bad thing or good. I hate public speaking I suck at it. I’m awkward I guess. I love food. I miss my friends they all went away for college. Also I’m considering graphic communication for my major, I’ll probably change my mind next week.
Isaac Lati
There’s this girl, beautiful, amazing, the type of girl I always wanted to be with. When I tell her how I feel she just says that I’m always with you now. Friend Zoned. This is how I feel. Friend Zoned. I’m not looking to get into her pants or anything, I just want to have someone to love and I want someone to reciprocate the love. When I say love its not the brother sister love but the old married couple love. I want someone that I can spend all day with and love every second. But wait, this lover is an illusion. It’s a fabrication of the mind. I will do anything to be with this wonderful being but fail to realize that I’m in love with a memory and one that has already moved on. But she’s still here for me…she always says she is and I think I should start believing it. I mean, I tried stopping to talk to her but I just can’t do it! We’re inseparable…is that a bad thing? I don’t think so. Plus the kiss. It was pretty awesome. She’s not even that great of a kisser!…and it was still awesome….friend zoned!
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