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Madelene’s 3rd post

I think this ecard truly describes my college experience at baruch. Since I live on Staten Island, I need to catch a bus that goes to the ferry which takes me to manhattan, and then two trains to get to Baruch. The ferry, as anyone can imagine, is the most irritating part of my every day commute. It takes about 10 minutes for me to walk to my bus stop, 45 minutes for my bus to get to my ferry, 30 minutes for the ferry to get to manhattan (if I catch the right scheduled ferry. If not, I have to wait 15-30 minutes for the next one to come), and about a 20 minute train ride. So one might think that they can spare fifteen minutes of their commute, but I run on a very tight schedule. Add this tight schedule to my amount of school work to be done, and you have me being ridiculously sleepy pretty much all the time. Appearance is not my priority, studying for class and trying to get enough sleep for class is.

In a way I’d say that baruch has truly helped with my time management skills and my prioritizing.

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Madelene’s Monologue

Did you ever just see someone, anyone, anywhere, and wonder what that person’s story is? On every single one of my commutes, I notice random people on the ferry, on the train, or walking, and wonder what goes on in their minds, or what their lives are like.

In my mind, I see the father with his daughter on the bus as a committed father, who will do anything to get his daughter to school, but who really knows? Maybe he just feels obligated. I mean he didn’t exactly look happy, and it was already almost 8 o’clock. Shouldn’t she already be in school?

In my mind, I see the woman in the business suit zoning out, her mind in another world, and think maybe she’s thinking about what to cook for her husband and kids tonight. But I wouldn’t know, maybe she doesn’t have a husband or kids, maybe she’s thinking about work, as any other business woman would.

I don’t really know the point of this monologue. I guess just to show you a new perspective. Maybe one you should even try out, but I think this is just another free write for me. But I actually think that this free write is the most ‘free’ excerpt of my mind that I’ve written.

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Madelene Maningas’ pictures

Whether it’s the people in the pictures, or the places they were taken, each and every little thing about these pictures represent parts of my life that have made me who I am.

The first picture shows only some of my polaroids that I’ve taken in the past few months. I only use my polaroid camera for special occasions and rarely am I ever in the actual picture.

The second picture is my mom’s side of the family in the Philippines. I’ve only seen them once for a few weeks since I left back when I was three years old. Although they’re on the other side of the world, they’re my heart and soul.

The third picture is of me and my older brother when we were little. I know I shouldn’t have one, but he’s my favorite sibling. He’s always there when I need him.

The fourth picture is of part of my high school’s filipino club, of which I was the president my senior year. These kids made my senior year the best year of high school.

The fifth picture is of my french teacher Mrs. Yarkony. She was my french teacher throughout all four years of high school, but to me, she was much more than just a teacher. She has taught me life lessons that will stick with me for the rest of my life.

The sixth picture is of New York, New York. This is the city in which my college is, and where I work. In so many ways it has shaped who I am.

The seventh picture is of marble fried vanilla ice cream in a bed of whipped cream. My friend and I made this during work at the Ellis Island Cafe one day, and my manager liked it so much that we ended up making over a hundred for a company event. It was a really great feeling knowing that a lot of people liked something that was only supposed to be a way to kill time.

The eighth and last picture is of my best friend James. He’s also my boyfriend, but he’s more important as my best friend. We’ve known each other since we were little and we’ve had great times as well as bad times, but just the fact that we have these times together means the world to me.

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