Monthly Archives: December 2012

I attended the OUCH!Workshop which explained why some of the things people say in passing can be offensive. The workshop mentioned ways to let people know that you are not okay with jokes or comments like that in a friendly and unassuming way. While this can be very helpful, I feel like a more direct way is much more effective. Of course, this is just my opinion, but I’d rather face a problem like this head on rather than drop hints and wait for this dim person to come around and understand that they’re being insensitive and rude. The people running the workshop showed us a couple of videos and tried to start a conversation about the subject, which soon became a mute point. However, the people running the workshop were plenty friendly and definitely were driven to be helpful.

I chose this image to reflect my first semester at Baruch because all i’ve done is procrastinate. Ive put off the majority of my work until the last minute, and it’s led to me being pretty stressed out the majority of the time. To keep my self from stressing out to bad, I’ve ended up just watching TV and going on the internet to keep myself happy and relaxed, but in reality, all I’m doing is procrastinating to relieve the stress that I endure from procrastinating. In general, I’ve probably spent the majority of my time doing something to keep my mind off of my responsibilities, because just thinking about them stresses me out even more. Ive enjoyed my semester at Baruch, but I only enjoyed it because somehow, i managed not to think about all the work I have to do.

This GIF represents my experience at Baruch these past few months because that’s basically what I do every single day when I get home. I throw my things down and die a little. The commute to school and back is soul-crushing. Yes, at first it was quite an adventure and it was quite exciting but the scenery gets old quite quickly and I, much like a squirrel, have a short attention span. My phone more often than not threatens to die halfway through the trip. Morning classes are a complete bummer and my spirit is crushed. That’s not to say that I completely hate college, but it is, after all, school so forgive me if  I’m not entirely ecstatic about it. However, I’m trudging through the semester and everyday I am closer to sleeping in and wearing sweatpants everyday. Ah, the life. To be far, far away from people and schoolwork are the only things that keep me going nowadays.

I did not go to the Miskin Art Gallery, however, I did research online and learned a lot about jazz and camera techniques. The manner in which the photographers captured the moment of someone playing jazz was very interesting. I learned that pictures can vividly apply to the sense of hearing even though there is no noise to the picture. It is clear photographers put a lot of time and effort in taking these pictures. This research has made me more analytical when observing pictures or portraits and to notice the more subtle details involved.

I think Baruch Voices would have been better if they had chosen a monologue from our class only because it would be cool to know whose monologue that was. I’m not saying it was a bad performance. The performance wasn’t as interesting as i expected it to be. I dont know if it was the acting or the monologue itself that lost my attention.

well I used this picture to reflect my experience in Baruch during my first semester here as a freshman because I felt lost everyday. The maze symbolizes being lost and I was confused all the time. Hopefully it’s just because it was my first semester in college and hopefully I feel more away next semester now that I have a little more experience. I know exactly what to do to improve my situation.

This was the blog I emailed to you (Cybele) before the deadline because my blog was down . Now that my blogs back I’m posting it now.

My absolute favorite workshop was Baruch voices. Oh so much fun. The monologues were enlightening in terms of: if you give someone a paper and pen and the chance to tell their story, you’d be surprised at the diversity and intensity of what comes out. Some monologues were funny, serious, sad, hyper, psychotic, happy, and everything in between. If I wasn’t so worried about registering for my classes on the same day, I’d have enjoyed the performance even more.

This is what my first college semester felt like in the beginning. I found it difficult to re-adjust to the structure, having graduated from high school 2 years ago (home-schooled since 7th grade) and spending my time working and traveling (the good life). I wasn’t sure I’d connect with the people here, and I didn’t expect pre-calc to be as hard as it was; however, as the semester progressed I made some friends, got myself acquainted with the buildings and the system, and tried practically every food joint within a 10 block radius. Not too bad..

Finally decided not to be lazy and draw something even though I was supposed to be writing that English paper when I started it yesterday. I had this insane urge to doodle so I whipped out PaintTool SAI. Somehow, I’ve unintentionally drawn someone who looks a lot like one of my best friends. So in the end I decided, heck, I’ll dedicate it to her. The title of this piece is called “Breezed”; I think its a nice name for it.

Lifen isn’t her name; its my signature.

Well back to studying.