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i am robert stevens, im interested in math. for the most part as a career path i would choose to be an accountant. i love sports and fashion. concerns i have for my freshman year, is slacking off and faling behind in my school work. making a bad impression on my proffesors, and also being tardy to any class or event is a fear for the term. i think the schedule and the responsibilites play a big role on the difference of experiences beteen highschool and ollege. i basically get mor time on my hands , making time management with outer activities and homework a bigger priority. the first year of college , will just boost my confidence and help me mature more, nothing too serious though.

community service is donated service or activity that is performed by someone or a groupof people for the benefit of the public. it is service that help fortify communities and bring people together. maintaining cleanliness and organization is very important which is why community service is around. it also fabricates oppurtunities for people to gain experience in certain fields and help them become well rounded.

Brandon Moss                                                                                                          10/19/11


Man its 12:35 and I still have nothing to write about. I can’t think of anything. Hmm, well performing last Friday at mason hall, was pretty fun. Just about all my friend were there.  My friend TJ told me after the show, that I did not look nervous up there on stage. Little did he, that I was terrified up until I got up there on stage. I was about to sneak out and leave, but my friend ariannia came and slapped some sense into me, literally.  When I got up on stage though and started to say my rhyme, I just went with the flow and everything else just came naturally. Surprisingly people really liked it. I thought some one would laugh or throw something at me, cause I have had something like that happen in the past while I was performing, but that’s another long story. I was even more surprised that one of my classmates who I am not going to shout out because she might curse me out, for shouting her out was there. It was surprising cause not a lot of freshmen go to events like this, especially not on a Friday. After the show though, I did what I would usually do if it were a Thursday night. I went to the club area in the VC campus, and got drunk with my friends. We were just chilling there until we deiced to go to this after party that they were having after the show. The only bad thing that happened that night, was that the club where they were having the party at, was only allowing 21 and older to come in. Since I already sobered up, I was slightly pissed but since stuff like that happens all the time to me, I just said whatever. Felt bad for my friend Allen though. He did not want to show it, but he was super pissed. He came all the way from Staten just to get denied from a club. I told him I would make it up to him, but if I were him, I would have punched myself in the face for not warning him. All in all, it was not that bad of a night. At least I was with friends in the end. Dam almost forgot, I still have to write this dam monolog. Now what should I write about.

On September 11^th 2001 I gained a completely new outlook on life.  My father worked about a block away from the World Trade Center, luckily he left work early enough before the attack occurred. But when I think back about it he was just minutes away from probably losing his life.  His office building was destroyed by the debris and ruble of the twin towers.  He lost his job and at the time my mother was unable to work because of the birth of my younger brother.  So money was tight, I attended a Catholic school so it was especially hard to pay for tuition, my parents were on the verge of transferring me out to a public school till they got back on their feet.  But the principal of my school was very kind and allowed me to stay free for the remainder of the school year.  Eventually things got better and my father got another job.  This was definitely a learning experience; I learned to be grateful for everything I have now because it could be gone at any moment.

Daniil Karpov

BaruchCollege

FRO

10/27/11

Introduction:

• Well, I am aBaruchCollegefreshman, I am a dog owner, and I love to work on Wall Street.

• My top three concerns about my freshman year inBaruchCollegeare no different than anyone else’s.

• The amount of homework I receive on a daily basis is one of my biggest concerns; since I am used to procrastinating until the very last day.

• Another concern of mine is failing; I am unsure of what to expect on exams given in college or how I should prepare for them.

• Lastly, I am concerned about my time management, it is difficult for me because I am not used to the strict deadlines given in college.

Continuation:

• I think my first year in College will make me smarter. With the amount of work I receive on a daily basis

• Not putting enough effort into an assignment or studying for an exam can be catastrophic to my GPA

• Unfortunately my two hour commute deprives me of much of the time I can use to work on my homework or studying for my exam.

On Oct. 17^th 2011, I woke up to not the sound of my alarm clock but a facebook alert on my phone. It was a message sent from my older brother Kwaku, he wrote to inform me that he had left for deployment to Afghanistan and said he’ll be back next summer. I took some time to reflect on our memories together, though they weren’t much. Since he left to join the army in 2001, I’ve only seen him in total a week to this day. It was only up until a couple of years ago that I really began to miss him too; before then I hadn’t thought about him that much, there was no reason too. The only times he’s come to visit were for 5 days on thanksgiving weekend in 2005 and for 2 days on March 13^th and 14^th in 2010. I honestly wish I had his influence growing up, teaching me how to talk to girls and other things; it would have made the process a lot easier because I didn’t have anyone else to guide me. I always hear people talking about how much they love their mothers and how they’re constantly there for them but truthfully I hated mine. I remember every slap, every hit, and every beating I’ve ever taken and they still resonate with me as much as they did then to this day. My mom has gotten better and I give her credit for trying but I feel it’s all fake because honestly I don’t think people change. My dad wasn’t much better, he would sit idly by as I would get slapped so hard, marks were left on my skin. My brother had a similar experience with my mom but wasn’t beaten as much, I remember when we stayed on the phone for more than 2 hours one day discussing his and my problems and it felt wonderful to connect with him like that because we never got the chance to before he left. My mother wasn’t abusive, I would say really unpleasant but I’ve grown to appreciate a bit more. She wants a relationship with me where we can talk and be close but I could never give her that satisfaction, not after all that she did; that connection between us was dead before it began. However I look back at my life and I have no regret. Although I might have learned things other kids would have learned much sooner with their family support I’m happy to say I made to this point in my life without anyone else’s help… well not entirely. Now I’m in the midst of a promising music career and the opportunity for success is within my reach and I have the work ethic and the passion to reach it.

Alot of people are confuse of my nationality. I am Chinese. Alot of people thought I’m Spanish. They say I look like a Mexican or an Ecuadorian person. It’s kinda annoying. To me I look Asian. I have no idea why they thought I look Latin American. I have a very good relationship with my family. I have one brother. He’s younger than me. My parents have a good relationship with each other. They are married for 19 years. The person that is important to me is my dad. My dad is cool and funny. he helps and supports my family. He is always there for me. He is also smart. Very smart. He encourages me when i’m down. He also took me to cool places. One time he took me to a Yankee ALDS game and it was awesome. I’m glad to have him as my dad. My mom is sweet and nice. I have a pretty good relationship with her. We sometimes have little arguments but it doesn’t really affect our relationship. She is always there for me. My family experience some struggles. The hardest struggle is when we found out that my brother had scoliosis. We found it out this past spring. We realized that he has to have surgery. It was scary. I really felt bad for him. He got an 8 hour surgery this past summer. Now he’s fine. I’m glad to have a good family.

Ancelmo Almeida     Freshman Seminar     10/19/2011

Monologue

            There are many things people don’t know about me just by the first impression I give. For example, often many people confuse my nationality. This, I find very interesting because I don’t understand why people have the idea that if someone looks Spanish they are probably Colombian. Well, I’m not Colombian, I am Ecuadorian. Also, many people when they meet me for the first time they think I’m a shy quite guy, which is not completely wrong. The thing is that I realized I am very shy when I meet someone for the first time, but when I get to know them a little bit better I become more comfortable and become more talkative. I also like to think a lot, so this makes me thinks that the reason I am a little shy when I meet someone for the first time is that i like to study the person, see what kind of personality they have and see if we can potentially become friends. Another thing about me is that I really like dogs, and all kinds of animals. Growing up I was very lucky to always have a pet to play and keep me company, until I moved to the United States when I was nine years old. When I moved here, my building didn’t allow pets in the apartments so I felt sad and lonely. Now, I really don’t care thou because I know when I am older and successful I am going to afford my own place and get as many pets I want. There are still many things people don’t know about me, even if they have known me for a really long time. This is okay thou, because I believe that no matter how long one knows a person, one can’t possibly know every little detail about the person’s life.

When I was in high school I did not put any effort in school. i was lasy and i wasted my potential. i did not do the work given to me because it bored me, but i knew i was capable of doing it.
Now that I am in college, I’m going to apply myself and show effort in school so that i can find out where i can go and what i can really do if i apply myself in everything I do. College is motivating me to do better; I want to show myself that I am better than how i was in high school. I feel that the level of work here at Baruch College is more demanding and I like the challenge.
I am always looking to improve now, and I’m going to try not to waste my potential anymore. It is never too late to start working hard and start using all the intelligence life gave me and turn it into something good.

So here’s a 10 year old girl who occasionally would hear about the unexpected things that could happen to someone. She knew someone who had heart problems and another who couldn’t bare a child. She wished nothing as life-changing would happen to her since she lived a life without breaking bones or unfortunate events. But how many wishes do you know actually come true?

During a family get together her aunt was giving her fickle on her back. Fickle was a relaxation technique the family created which is when you lightly glide the tip of your fingers against the person’s skin. Doing this the aunt realized that her spine wasn’t straight.

Her parents took precaution and got it checked out. The doctor gave them the news that she had scoliosis. It is when you have a curvature in your spine. There are different curves; there is the “S” curve where there are 2 curves and there is the “C” curve where there is only 1 curve. You know how in math there are degree angles? That is how the curves are measured. You can go from a miniature 10 degree angle to a more severe 60 degree angle which is what she was close to having is nothing was done to stop it.

The decision was made for the girl to get a back brace to slightly make the curve smaller. She had to wear it 24 hours a day, 7 days a week which took a lot to get used to. The brace made her uncomfortable but she did it for 2 years. The only thing good about it was that she ended up getting a 4-pack from it.

When she got a bit older the doctor felt she was ready for the surgery that would put 2 metal rods against her spine to make it straight.

After spending about 7 hours in the surgery room and a week in the hospital for therapy, it was still not over. She needed a month of recovery in her house to get back to herself again. She could barely walk, taking a lot longer than usual to walk down the hallway.

After a few months, she was back to herself again; She went back to school and hung out with her friends again. Life after surgery was similar to life before the surgery. But don’t ask her to do crunches or reach over to touch her toes because she doesn’t have the mobility in her lower back to do it. How do I know all of this? Because that girl is me.