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I grew up in a family of 6 with 3 sisters and no brothers. Because i don’t have any brothers, I have become very close with my father. He is not only my role model, but my best friend. Sports have been a big part of our relationship, because my dad brought me up to be a big sports fan. He used to take me to Knicks and Mets games when I was little. The Mets and Knicks haven’t been good lately, so we don’t go to so many games anymore. Now, we enjoy going to, and watching the Giant games. My dad hasn’t only taught me to watch sports, he has also taught me to play. Ping pong is one of the sports my dad taught me as a kid. My father is a great ping pong player and he has been playing with me since I was little. I still remember the time he jokingly told me I would never beat him. When I finally did, I felt so empowered. I won 22 to 20 in a close, back and forth game. I threw my paddle, raised my arms and yelled, “There is a god!” I finally did it. All those years. All those games starting with a 10 point head start and still losing. All the work finally payed off. I was ecstatic. My father wasn’t so happy that I finally beat him, but I knew he was impressed at how good I became. Now, I beat him just as much as he beats me. We have great, close, nail-biting games. We could play for hours at a time together and not get tired of it. Playing and watching sports together, has brought us very close over the years. I may not have a brother, but I still can enjoy sports because of my father.
College? Do I go to college? Of course! Here’s my Baruch ID. But it doesn’t feel like college, more like and extension of senior year of high school. I mean where’s all the long tedious hard work that my high school teachers promised we’d have in college? Not that I’m complaining or anything but why’d they have to scare us like that, telling us that if we can’t keep up and take notes when the teachers, I mean professors, give lectures at like 100 words a minute, we’d be failing. Maybe this is why kids don’t go to college. The high school teachers are at fault with their taunting, not the college professors. College is not some great big scary place where if you fail at your courses you fail at your careers. Well maybe it is but as freshmen, we are not taking our career courses yet, so we don’t have to worry, yet.
Speaking of being freshmen, how was your first day? Mine wasn’t that bad considering trying to find my classrooms in the mazes of hallways here. But I like this school. I like that everyone does their own thing and that the members of Baruch are so diverse. The diversity is great because I get to meet people of different ethnic backgrounds and get to learn more about their cultures. I’m glad that the kids here aren’t a bunch of rich white kids in cliques who think they run the school because they have rich designer handbags as school bags or because they play sports. Anyways I like the breaks here too, where I can catch up on my English assignments, get a decent amount of sleep for a nap, or maybe even study. I also love the fact that there are so many places to eat here, and even though most of it is expensive, it’s really good food.
So Baruch, I think this relationship will work. You had me at your rankings, you had me at your location for being around food and for just being in the city, and you had me for being so diverse. So lets see what the future holds for us. For the next four years I’m yours 100% committed, that is unless you screw me over and I end up saying “would you like fries with that” for he rest of my life.
If I could only share one piece of advice for the rest of my life, it would be:
No regrets. Or at least try. I’m very fond of the saying, “Don’t regret what you did. Regret what you didn’t do.” I’m sure the actually saying is something a little different, but this variation is the one I like better.
People tear themselves apart over something they’ve done and it completely wrecks them. If they just stopped regretting their actions, they wouldn’t have to drive themselves into such a terrible state.
Personally, I try not to regret the things I didn’t do either. The past is the past, and I can’t do anything to change it. The only thing I can do is live with my actions, or lack of them. Of course, I could agonize over every action I ever made and nitpick at all the things I could have done differently, but what point is there in that?
Obviously, sometimes I do agonize over things, but I try not to dwell. Living in my past is the worst thing I could do because it’s so easy. It would be so easy to sit down and use the shit I did in the past as an excuse to wallow and not to make myself better. It’s so much easier than dealing with what’s going on now, but what’s the point of living like that? It’s not living at all. It’s just existing.
What’s done is done and can not be undone. So, the best course of action would be to move on with one’s life and learn from those previous actions. There would be nothing better than to turn regrettable actions into life lessons. No regrets.
Tick, tock. It’s on the move. The 2 little hands taunt me as they spin round and round, effortlessly. There it goes again. The sound echoes with no intention of stopping. Another minute gone. It’s funny how time works. The faster we want something to end, the slower time moves. It’s only when things are weighing down on you that you start to move. So much time has passed and I have nothing to show for it. Still left to do: monologue due Tuesday, math quiz Wednesday, English paper due Thursday, yet another math test Monday and who knows what’s going on in polisci. I stare blankly at the wall and let my mind wander. Tick, tock. I’m a little hungry, hmm what should I eat tonight? I’m going to go broke soon if I keep spending like this. I need to buy some new boots. I need to get a winter coat. I need to get a job. There’s so much to do, and so little time. Did you know that we run on a 25 hour day? The average person probably spends half of that time doing nothing. Anyway, today is coming to an end. Tick, tock. Well, there’s always tomorrow.
One of my greatest accomplishments thus far in my life was when I was the project manager for building my local charity organization’s food pantry. We had to first convince around 60 high school students to join in on helping build the new food pantry. We then took sledgehammers and crowbars and started knocking down walls to make one big open empty room. When all the walls were knocked down and the room was cleaned up, we were able to start building. We started by putting up walls and then put the ceiling in, then placed down the flooring and started painting. When the room was finished , we started building the shelves. We then stored the food and had the new pantry up and running. The reason why this was such an accomplishment was because we all did this for no charge. We were able to have 40 people volunteer there spare time and just come to help out the community in their own way.
Plainly put, I am a very normal person that has worries for the future. I am not particularly exceptional in sports or academics and I do not have strong interests in much of anything. I like any type of music, any shows with plot is fine and as long as any person I meet is not getting on my nerves I can work with. Honestly I just want to live life easy, my motto is to really not force myself to do anything if possible. All those questions I think to myself earlier only seem to make my life miserable. I myself think this type of attitude is bad and is not productive, but I like being this way. I still try to put the best of my efforts to keep my career and life intact, but my first thoughts of college made me stressed out. How does one be successful? What is different about me from those who are successful? Can I become successful? Why is it that I worry so much about my future when I do not seem to worry about the present? How should I live my life, the easygoing way or the strenuous way? What is it that I should do? These words keep on echoing in my head whenever I try to relax, I can not even take a nap without thinking somewhat unconsciously about it. Really, I thought college would completely ruin my time to relax and it still does in some ways, but for the most part it is not so bad.
The one issue I have is my time management. College seemed so easy at first. So easy in fact that despite resolving to study hours I goof off and get intensely distracted at trivial things. Watching shows for only half an hour becomes an hour and a half. Relaxing on the couch for just five minutes becomes about forty minutes. When I decide to study I only manage to focus for twenty minutes then I become mentally exhausted and lose interest. Well now I know clearly how college is like and what I am doing wrong, next semester I will better manage my time since I would choose my schedule. What does bother me more is that I cannot clearly see myself in 5 years. There is a lot I am still uncertain about right now concerning my career. I only chose to become an accountant because it seemed like I was really good with math in middle to high school. I can see that may be a mistake. Overall, if I can give one piece of advice to someone, it is that try not to think too hard about things, it may seem bad at first but it may not really be bad at all.
Throughout my life I experienced a lot, learned many valuable lessons, and had my own share of accomplishments. The one accomplishment that I am most proud of would be graduating from high school. My senior year was amazing and special because my class was the 100th graduating class so we had to do our best. My education spanned for 14 years from Pre-k to now has finally paid off as I was accepted into Baruch. While I am sure other people would have chosen the same topic as me I still choose this as my greatest accomplishment yet. I am sure that when I graduate from Baruch then that will become my greatest accomplishment yet. The future may be scary and uncertain but it is also exciting. I can’t wait to see what the future has in store for me.
A time I will never forget….
It is January 2008. I am vacationing in Punta Cana with my family. My eight year old brother and I wake up and decide we want to go parasailing. After some begging, our mother agrees, on the condition that she will be able to come on the boat and watch us.
So here we are, suspended over the ocean, attached to a speedboat by a single rope. The sad part is, it’s not nearly as exciting as we expected it to be. It’s actually kind of boring, being that we are moving at a speed of no more than five miles per hour. After about ten minutes of just sitting in the air doing absolutely nothing, something happens. We hear a snap. And next thing we know, we’re tumbling. We cling to each other, too afraid to even speak. We finally hit the ocean, and have no idea what to do next. We don’t even know what happened, but we know it definitely wasn’t supposed to happen. So we just sit in the ocean, floating. We can’t even see the shore.
After what felt like years but was probably just a few minutes, the speedboat appears. The captain calmly explains that the rope that was attaching our parasail to the boat had snapped. He added that it was the first time he’d ever heard of this happening. So I may not lead the craziest life, but at least I can say I fell off a parasail and survived.
Coming from a small high school of about 400 students I did not know what to expect when I first came to Baruch. I thought that college was going to be hell. The work would be impossible and I wouldn’t have any free time anymore. I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to see my friends anymore also. It’s been the total opposite. I see my friends all the time, and many of them are in the same classes as me. The work has been very easy so far and I’ve found myself with a lot of free time on my hands. My mother tells me that I’m making college look too easy to my younger siblings. I am the oldest of seven children. We are all unique and different and we all have different personalities. The younger siblings are always hyper, so it’s rare to find a place in my house that is quite. Although I hate that I can never do my work peacefully, I still love my brothers and sisters because when I’m bored there will always be something for me to do. I also love watching the Brooklyn Nets. I am a huge fan and even though they stunk the past few years I am excited for the move to Brooklyn and can’t wait for them to finally play in the Barclays Center. Hopefully I can one day work for the organization. I would love to receive a job in sports. It’s past year I interned for Major League Soccer and I loved it. It was so lax and the people there were so nice. I met the commissioner and became close with the CFO. This was a major accomplishment in my life so far. They had only hired college graduates as interns throughout their history, so for me to work there, while I was still enrolled in high school was a huge accomplishment. If I can share one piece of advice it would be to always work your hardest and never give up. If we can stop being lazy and stop procrastinating we can accomplish so much. Good things happen to those who try.