Ying Yi Huang and I

Ying Yi and I went to the same high school: High School of Economics and Finance, located at the heart of Wall Street in Lower Manhattan. It was across the street from the Occupy Wall Street movement; a movement that provided us with a crazy but a memorable senior year. We remember walking around the park and commenting on how disgusting it smelled (the local businesses had shut down their bathrooms). The park used to be the “lunch spot,”where the juniors and seniors of our high school would meet to eat after buying lunch from the neighboring fast food places. After all that went down at the park, there was no way we would eat there ever again.

Aside from the chaos outside of our school, inside our school, the chaos resided in the basement, in the form of our gym class. If you were to ask anyone at our school how is it like going to school there, the common answer would probably be:“Its good…but man, the gym will kill you!!!” We thought the same freshman year but as seniors we were like “Gym? Pshh..its easy!!!” It would be easy because the gym teachers were so glad that we were seniors, as they “would never have to see our face any more,” that they gave us a lighter load of exercises to do (they hated the incoming freshman with a passion). A regular gym class consisted of jogging/running for twenty minutes, ten sets of ten different push ups, ten sets of ten different crunches, and five minutes of non-stop jump jacks. It was our boot camp. The good thing about it is that we never need to worry about what we ate since we knew we would have gym class to burn everything off.

Speaking of food, we both like to eat food. Just the other day, we went to Popeyes and had chicken and fries. The fries were so good; they were better than the ones at McDonalds and Burger King. In the morning, we are most likely to get something with eggs, such as bacon  or sausage. I like coffee since I am not a morning person: I could stay up at night but never be able to wake up in the morning. Ying Yi and I are regular junk food junkies, whether it be candy or cookies, we like sugar. Well, I prefer chocolate (hint, hint).

Another thing Ying Yi and I remember about  our senior year at our high school was our AP Calculus class. We would sit around during lunch trying to figure out the answers to the questions on the homework. Some of us would be at the computer, trying to Google the shortcuts to solving the problems. Ten minutes before the bell rang for class, the entire class would be sitting out in the hall, outside the room, with our calculators and pieces of paper with some type of math on it. We kind of still do the same thing here at Baruch., except the difference is that instead of sitting in the hallway, we will be found at the library.

Ying Yi and I also enjoy shopping and listening to music. Well, Ying Yi is the shopper; I am not. She is always looking at pictures and online catalogs, searching through various bags, shoes, shirts, etc. I like going out shopping once in a while but not as much as her. I like listening to music: any music that is “dance-able.”