Monthly Archives: November 2012

I think this picture is self explanitory; initially coming into college I knew it was going to be much different than High school, but the actual experience is far more distinguished from what I imagined. College is high school times 10 in every aspect. As far as responsibility goes like getting up for class on your own, handing in assignments on time with the requirements, and being responsible for your grades was new for me in a sense that I am now very much independent. So with the factors of living without parental guidance, which I was use to, and time management was indeed a challenge for me. Also, with being a student athlete fitting in time for work and basketball is hard. And as far as basketball goes its another story, words cant even explain how different it is from High school and what I’m accustomed to; If I went on into the basketball chapter I would exceed the five hundred word limit. So, my first semester was basically all adjustments which is what this picture is showing, a brain adjustment. I had to adjust to waking up on my own, managing my time, studying, having a healthy social life, adjusting to the higher level in terms of basketball. It was difficult but doable. I feel like I’m executing this adjustment process in the write way and I’m being patient with myself.

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When I walked on campus for the first time, I knew something big was gonna happen. And that thing was me. I walk around and people turn and stare in awe. You know why? It’s because I’m just that impressive. Everywhere I go I’m the main attraction. Class, gym, bathroom, all eyes are on me. Let them stare. They them revel in the fact that I’m just that amazing at life. I may be a freshman, but I can walk around here with my head held high as if I were a senior. That’s how much of an influence I have made at Baruch in only 3 months. Imagine the rest of they year up until I graduate. They’re gonna have to rename the school  The Hahitti School For People That Also Want To Be Like Roni But Can’t Because I’m That Great At Everything. Not a doubt in my mind of that. President Wallerstein will be my assiastant when I graduate. I’m just that good.

I used to think “Why wasn’t I this amazing in high school?” and it hit me: I cared significantly less about the people in my high school. Besides my friends, I could care less about the people I learned with. Their school pride in a school we all went to by force never interested me. Yet, at Baruch, it feels normal.

Back to the important subject: me. It’s all about me. Have you seen the GIF yet? Now you’re starting to get the picture, or GIF…. I’m funny, deal with it. So maybe I will rule this school one day in a school government role, but for now, I’m content with my role as ruler of this school in terms of sheer amazingness. Just think of the awe I inspire. Yea, realize that these 3 months have only been the start of what’s to come. Your welcome, Baruch, and please, no autographs.

A fish in the sea with thousands of other fishes.

The picture I chose to represent my experience thus far at Baruch, is a picture of different fish in a sea of many.  Like this picture, the students at Baruch are all different, some hang in groups, some hang with others that appear to be the same, some follow the flow, others go their own way but in the end we are all part of a bigger picture, we are all just trying to survive and make it out of freshman year in one piece. We are all trying to get by and at some times, it is easy to forget your identity and go wit the flow. At the end of the day we are different with different “colors”, needs and different personalities.  At times it can seem overwhelming and alone but then you look around and you realize that every one around, everyone in your freshman seminar class are all in the same big sea.

Throughout  high school, all my teachers spoke about how hard and how much more work college would have, so I had a sense of what college would be like. My first semester at Baruch has shown me that college isn’t really all that they said it was going to be. I find myself with more time than I did in high school and less work. I also came from a small school of less than 500 students, but the change from a small school to a large school doesn’t really affect me all that much. The thing that probably has affected me the most has been the change in clothing. I’ve worn uniform for most of my life, so coming to a school where I wear regular clothes is a little uncomfortable, but I got over it. The reason I chose the image above is because I really have no good or bad opinion about school. Everything has gone okay, but I think it’ll get better as time progresses.

Victor Cruz of the NY Giants doing his imfamous cha cha touchdown dance.

For those of you who do not know, this is Victor Cruz, #80 of the New York Giants, doing the cha cha after scoring a touchdown during a game. Why is this my picture to describe my freshman year thus far? Well, I’ll give you my whole football-school analogy explaination.

Just like the game of football, college isn’t the easiest thing in the world. It takes a lot of hard work. It’s funny too, because people who don’t play the game, or attend the college, think it’s a lot easier than it ever is. It’s difficult with the different subjects you need to face, the amount of studying you need to put it can make it feel like there are not enough hours in the day, and sometimes, after a week, you feel more exhausted than anything. What are the comparrisons? Let’s say the different subjects are different teams, the amount of studying is all the practice time you must put in as a football player, and well, the last one goes without saying. Can you picture it?

Thankfully, our teammates, or peers make it easier because you have people enduring the same thing, trying to be the best, and they serve as both an aid and as motivation.

Oh, and when you do well on a test, get through your first semester with a favorable GPA, or graduate, you feel like Victor Cruz does with those touchdown dances.

Oh and don’t get me wrong, it’s totally a lot of fun, and it is by no means unbareable. There’s a lot of people on the team and yet it doesn’t feel that way. Regarding the time constraint, I admittedly do have a lot of free time, but at the same time I don’t – simply because I also work.

The analogy makes sense right? Attending college for me is like playing professional football. It’s difficult, it has it’s ups and downs, but in the long run, it’s worth it – especially when something really good happens where I want to get up and cha cha. Nothing’s surreal, I’m just playing a game and winning.

this describes school for me for the past 3 months pretty much. i hate waking up extra early cause it takes an hour to get to school. i hate watching the bus pass by me when i walk to the bus stop. then i see 5 more pass me cause they’re all full. i hate when the bus is slow af and takes 30 minutes to get to the train station when i can just walk there myself. then takin the freakin train with stinky people who cant move the f in when the doors are tryna close. i hate dumb people. i hate people who walk slow af when im tryna get to somewhere so i wont be late which i always end up being. i hate how classes are so freakin long like wtf??????????????? but the people in my class are smart. 95% of them… some just make me go wtf?? too many smokers outside. never enough fuckin seats for me to sit in. i hate baruch. cant even get a cool campus. even fuckin queens community college got a campus. but i guess its understandable cause it is the city. but baruch is still ugly af. the freshman seminar class is dumb af too. like why the fuck yall gonna make me take time out on a day i dont have your dumb ass class. yeah i hope one of yall read this. stupid as f. how the hell yall gonna tell us to go somewhere on a thurs when we dont even got your goddamn class. if it was a tuesday, ok no problem, but yall are such assholes making us take time out to go to some shit museum or “voices”. aint nobody wanna go to that nonsense. like fuckin really?????????????????????????????? are you shittin me?????????? this a “blog” post so i can tell how i feel right? or yall gonna goddamn fail me now for being real? ridiculous.

College life isn’t as different as I thought it would be.

Maybe it is because I am still living with my family, commuting to school.

Or maybe it’s because I’m not trying to change.

Would this repeating life be different next year? Or the year after that?

Or would it just keep being like this until I graduate?

Or maybe it would not change at all, in my entire life.

I wake up, I get dressed, I do what I have to do.

I take the train, I’m always late, I really don’t care.

I probably should but I don’t so just be happy I’m here.

I sit in class and listen to clichés and can’t take them seriously.

I laugh a lot because it’s funny,

Not the jokes but me and you that we’re here doing this.

It’s just funny because we do it and don’t have a choice,

We think we do but we don’t and it’s just so funny.

There are so many other things we could do but I guess they can wait.

We don’t really have a choice so you know they’ll wait.

So I’ll do it and I’ll smile but when I do just know,

That when I laugh, I laugh at me and I laugh at you.

Stuff

I am hungry and sharp

I wonder when people will wake up

I hear My own voice

I see a flooded desert

I want to change things

I am hungry and sharp

I pretend I’m in control

I feel steeled will

I worry things won’t turn out as planned

I cry that the jets lost last week

I am hungry and sharp

I understand it’s not easy

I say history is important

I dream of living by my own terms

I try to be friendly

I hope I’m being friendly

I am hungry and sharp

I wrote this poem 8 years ago, and I am proud to say I have stayed me and i haven’t changed a bit

Among the comfortable aspects of college that have stayed the same for me are the more challenging obstacles that I’ve had to overcome. I’ve started to really appreciate the things that have stayed the same: the large number of students, the diversity & I still have the comfort of living at home. But there are also things that have made me step out of my comfort zone. In high school, everyone knows why you’re there. You have to be there. If you cant handle high school, what can you handle? Once I started college, I was forced to ask myself questions that I’ve been trying to put off because of how scary the future seems. What’s the next step? Is what I’m doing now necessary to achieve my ultimate goal? What IS my ultimate goal? It has forced me to grow up and try to understand what truly matters in my life.