Author: wl141215

The Voices presentation was very interesting. Hearing all the different varieties of monologues selected from other peers of my year, I felt, let me know about who they are as individuals as well as their personality and even difficulties that they may have faced in their lives that made them who they are. Also, to be able to hear the monologues that were presented in class up on stage felt like we were able to be connected even more. The actors did a great job despite having a week to practice; I guess that’s why the presentation this time was quite short compared to the presentation during convocation day.

Having to do nothing but read endless, boring texts that do nothing for my life for these months basically sum up my first semester at Baruch and further strengthen my belief that college is worthless, and nothing more than a daycare for freshly high school graduates. I don’t see where “learning” is occurring if all the professor are doing is just sit in front of the class and “facilitate the discussion.” I can read texts on my own; if I don’t understand it, I can research it on my own; I do not see the reasoning behind having to pay for things I can do by myself.

Conclusion: too much reading useless information, too much “memorizing” useless information, not enough experience of information that will be actually useful.

picture credit: revolutionbooksnyc.org

I think most of the information that they presented on Tuesday was mostly the same information they told us on orientation day, but they did clear up some things for me. My only concern about registering for classes is the gaps in my schedule. I’d rather come in early morning, painful as it may be, than loiter around campus for hours and hours. Hopefully, I’ll be able to build myself a nice schedule even though we pretty much get the most horrible choices.

Right now I’m still stuck on choosing what area I want to major in, forget about career. Personally, I’d go with whatever makes me money, even if I don’t enjoy it, but I don’t want to be a “one trick pony” – only good at one thing but sucks at everything else. But I guess as long as my hobbies keep expanding, it’ll be alright. I wanted to major in programming at first, but since it’s too tedious to look into transferring, something in the Business area will do.

Subject: Missed midterm (MTH2003/Section DTC)

Hello Professor Reich,

I was absent from class last Monday, November 12th, the day the midterm was scheduled due to an illness. I have a note from the doctors explaining my absence; if you’d like to read it, please let me know and I will bring it to our next class.

Please let me know if the midterm can be rescheduled,
Wan Yin Lee
Math 2003
Monday/Wednesday 2:55 pm – 4:35 pm

I feel that the tips mentioned here were very basic, at least for me. I feel that I myself am, what you can call, a neat freak, and I love spending time organizing everything from my books to events to assignments. It helps that I don’t have a life. But for some reason, I love clutter. I enjoy having to waste time digging around my backpack looking for a pencil or something. Don’t get me wrong though, clutter is different from dirt and I honestly cannot stand dirt.

I thought the tip about being more efficient by fitting assignments into “waiting time” – like when you’re waiting in an office or something of the sort – was sort of a no brainer. Even now I’m writing this out on a phone during FRO while I’m waiting for the day to end and I can go home and procrastinate on that English paper waiting for me to write.

Honestly I feel like procrastination is different for everyone. I tend to hunk of myself as an efficient worker that tries to finish everything as quickly as possible. The only problem I have with procrastination is that I can never focus or put 100% of my effort into anything, not even the things I used to like doing are starting to be put aside in turn for staring blankly at a computer monitor and scrolling automatically.

So I actually wrote a different monologue – one that was more personal in some sense (as in it lets you get to know me better), and if it was written thanks to some midnight inspiration burst, it has to be good. But alas, I accidentally deleted it instead of my cheating reaction blog and so after much cursing and crying towards a phone, I bring you my adventures I had on Sunday.

I awaken around 11:23 am surprising seeing as how I managed to lug myself to bed around 2:23 after finishing my anthropology paper. Yes, that’s right, I pulled a somewhat all nighter a day before its due. Sad, I know. I laid there on my bed, not knowing I was home alone. So when I dragged myself out of bed after hearing the doorbell ring, I was very very disappointed that I couldn’t play Dance Central.

And so after eating some Chinese food, turning on my computer only to turn it off because I wasn’t in the mood to start writing that English paper I really should do, I settled for reading some fanfics on a handy dandy phone.

I read a few stories on the coach before I remembered my promise to myself that I would do something productive instead of being a bum. And so I started cleaning around the house all the while having a phone in my hand while reading fanfics and crying to myself that I shouldn’t be doing this.

I hung up my sweaters scattered around the house and put them back in my closet all the while reading entertaining stories on my phone in one hand and crying to myself that I can’t read material as amazing as this for anthropology.

Then I get tired of that and find a broom and start sweeping the floor. Or at least make some movements that sorta seem like I’m trying to sweep. Yes, doing this while reading fanfics on my phone in the other hand and crying to myself that I can’t write about these works of literature for my English paper and that I shouldn’t be doing this.

And then I gave up since my Internet connection was being difficult, but I didn’t really mind since I found an alternative to cursing and trying to copy an entire fic into my notes on my phone for when I want to read on the train… or when Baruchs wifi decides to crawl.

And well… after that I sat in front of my computer surfing the World Wide Web all the while crying to myself that I shouldn’t be doing this. There’s an English paper you need to write.

And so this ends my day… or at least up to 7:21 pm on a Sunday where I am currently writing these words and crying to myself cause my thumb really hurts from scrolling on an iPhone with one hand. And at least I get to check “monologue” off my list of things to do and for once I actually am not going to say “I shouldn’t be doing this” but rather “I finished, yay. I deserve a break and that paper can wait until tomorrow night when I’ll be cursing and crying for not starting this earlier even though I promised myself on Thursday that I won’t do anything but my papers this weekend.”

Also, feel free to admire this picture I whipped up (which is supposed to be a picture that represents me) after realizing that a 3 panel comic accompanying my monologue would be too much work and would be getting in the way of me enjoying my hot pocket–

To me this whole issue seems more like a small incident turned huge scandal thanks to the original article by the New York Post even though I haven’t seen it or intend to. And then the huge uproar over at the Baruch side of things is nothing more than adults trying to fix their image. Honestly, I feel like this is an insult to us students: the administration doesn’t respect us as students to not cheat and even goes puts in the effort to build a team to target this issue. I feel like witch hunt was a great term to describe this. Me, being the pessimist I am, don’t really believe in the rights that will be promised to us. If they don’t believe that we have the strength to not cheat, just like how we have the strength to pull ourselves away from the computer or phone to study, how would you, as a member of the witch hunting team, believe that a student is telling the truth when they say they are not cheating? I think that the school’s efforts are noble and all, for wanting to find a solution to the problem of cheating. But cheating is a global problem and in order to fix that you’d probably have to mess with some psychological aspects. A world without cheating and cheaters is like a utopia, in my opinion.

One thing that did piqué my interest, however, was the fact that the writer of this article pointed out that cheating relates to the flawed and useless system of high numbers that we take as a grading system. I hope that adults can understand that not everything is all about numbers and perhaps you should all take a step back and read The Little Prince and see how ridiculous the world of grown ups is. Though I guess I can’t really do anything but complain while I can since I’m going to be sucked into it soon anyways. My opinion about numbers, however, still stands. I’m not sure who said this quote exactly as I don’t remember, but a certain CEO stated that he would hire lazy people because they would be able to perform tasks the easiest way. I ranted a bit on this post but free writes are highly encouraged aren’t they?

Despite the moaning and groaning upon the knowledge that having to post these blog entries were required to pass this course, this experience was not all that bad. While yes, having to share personal information left a bit of a bad taste in my mouth, being able to write down random thoughts – be they personal or fake – was quite enjoyable somewhat. I, myself, don’t actually know what the reason is, perhaps I’m just that much of a masochist, but I’m guessing the enjoyment stems from being to be able create a piece of composition without having to worry about the thesis of my passage, proper grammar and the like. The 500 word minimum on the “Who am I” assignment was unbearable, however.

As for the blogs I follow:

http://experience-enjoy.tumblr.com/
A friend from high school is running a blog that both highlights and records her food based expeditions. If you’re looking for restaurant recommendations in NYC, look no further!

http://allaboutami.tumblr.com/
I love doing crafts, since I seem to get bored way too often. While I’ve stopped focusing on crochet and started to turn towards sewing, it’s still nice to see all the adorable designs that the owner of this blog comes up with.

(( Yeah, okay I have no idea why the other two are doing the whole “I am a ___, etcetc” but I hope I didn’t do this wrong. (´･ω･) ))

Playlist link: http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/89478117

PON PON PON. That sums up my play list, and apparently my life, in one word. When you venture through my ten song play list, that is all you will hear, that is all you will see and perhaps – maybe hopefully, that is all you will sing. Since I have to fill up this blog entry with 500 words, I will just casually insert the translations to this song since it’s in Japanese (except for that one English cover that is actually quite well done compared to everything else on YouTube).
…Except I won’t do that because I’m too lazy to type everything out and copy pasting the lyrics is… pretty obnoxious and it boots me way beyond the 500 word range (even though that’s nice).
Well, let’s just start by relating myself this song – yes, song, not play list since we can obviously see that they’re all the same song. I tend to like very colorful, pastel things and so, yes. Also, the song itself is pretty catchy and annoying and I tend to be drawn towards catchy and annoying things as I am pretty annoying myself. There was also something about head phones mentioned in the song and well, I’m addicted to music, as most of us are. Uhmmm… Right, so instead of talking about the song itself, let’s talk about the singers. Don’t some of these songs sound autotuned to the extreme to you all? Well, that’s because it’s actually a computer program “singing” by using various voice samples and blah blah technical things. This program is known as Vocaloid and many sound banks have their own mascots accompanying them so fans can actually worship a face instead of just a computer singing or something.
…I’m so tempted to just fill up the rest of my post with PON PON PON’s right now. Uhm. Yeah. Okay. 200 more words. Well, I’m really obsessed with Japanese pop culture so, yes we’re going in a circle back to the play list. Funny thing really, because apparently someone interpreted the song as Kyary, the original singer, going around and around in a circle… mentally since her thoughts aren’t coherent or something or I can’t yeah okay I give up I’M SORRY.
Now just imagine that this me awkwardly singing along to PON PON PON. ( ´ ▽ )ﾉ ♥
PONPON way way way
PONPON way PON way PONPON
way way PONPONPON
way way PON way PON way way
PONPON way way way
PONPON way PON way PONPON
way way PONPONPON
way way PON way PON way way
JUST NEED TO PON PONPON A FEW MORE PON PON PON PON PON PON TIMES.
But you know, since the assignment technically says to write “no more than 500 words” then that means I can’t go over the word limit, but I can be under it or something like that, yes yes? There’s still seventeen more words to go, but I guess I’ll suffer it out. Five more now I’m done.