Author Archives: Kellie

I can’t say that I loved my first semester. I was more worried about grades than anything else because I wanted to get myself used to this kind of workload after a year of only 3 easy classes during my last year in high school. I didn’t hang out too much so these past few months were uneventful. There’s not much to it. I’m grateful that I didn’t get evil professors; they were just all strange in different ways. I’m only hoping that next semester won’t get any more difficult than this one.

I would have to say that out of the 3 workshops we attended this month, Baruch Voices was the most useful because it was more insightful to me than the Dare to Engage or Colm Tolbin’s speech. Because it was more interesting, I paid attention and it was more relatable to than hearing Tolbin’s story or about racism & stereotypes. The last 2 were boring and a waste of our times.

Hi Professor Hensley,

I was working on my paper of Brooklyn but I wasn’t able to stay for the freewrites pertaining to Brooklyn because I left early class that day. Can you please let me know what the topics of those freewrites were? Thanks.

Kellie Zhong
Freshman Seminar
W 2:30-3:45

I guess I’ll stick with the way everyone else titled the monologue. So this is a second draft. I didn’t like the first one because that ended up being a rant related to what I was annoyed at today.

Slideshow Visual (:

My life can easily be separated into a few important categories: my friends, family, work, and my track/running career.

The pictures of my friends were from both the past and present. Throughout high school, they were the people I turned to whenever I needed them. We’re not a huge group like we used to be able to because there was a couple of fall-outs within the group. I used to wish for friends like the ones I saw on “Friends” or “How I Met Your Mother” but I realized I was fine with the way things turned out to be. I kept my most important friends right beside me. My family is big deal to me. On my father’s side, altogether there’s about thirteen of us kids, ten of them being cousins and the three are my younger brother, my older sister, and I. Even though our birth years range from 1985 to 2006, every time we get together for a family day we end up having fun. The pyramid photo was taken in 2007, and years later, we managed another pyramid, this time with twelve of us in the shot. Over the summer, we spent every weekend together, despite all of our busy schedules, and even managed to go on a five-hour trek up and down Bear Mountain. Work is another important aspect of my life. The reason being is that I’ve worked with little kids, and they never failed to cheer me up on my worse days. I went back to visit them today after not seeing them for an entire summer, and they swarmed around me as if they hadn’t seen me in years. My parents went back to China after almost twenty years, and that was how they toured Beijing, with panda hats on. They are the dorkiest almost fifty year olds that I know. I’m stuck with my parents, so I try and make the best out of every situation that I’m in with them, even if it means I have to listen to my dad’s thirty plus minute lectures about keeping my room clean when I’m the one who does his laundry. Joining track is an experience I’ll never regret and for me, is one of the best decisions that I’ve made of my adolescent lifespan. I was able to learn that I was stronger than I ever thought I could be. My coach and my teammates were a second family to me and I still use my coach as motivation while I’m running on a treadmill these days. The silhouetted picture is one that my coach took during a cross-country practice run around Flushing Meadow Park. It’s a picture I stole off of the bulletin board at Forest Hills High School during my senior year because I couldn’t bear to part with it. I’m standing on the second from the right of the last picture, waiting to hear the sound of a shotgun that starts off every race.