
Like those leaves which float away where the wind takes them, I arrived here unexpectedly.
My life at Baruch has been like this photo too. At first, I felt like I was just floating through the hallways of the school, from class to class, without any strong attachment to anything. However, I learned to take control of my life and I did manage to do well in all my classes. I am grateful that life wasn’t too windy for me; it allowed me to be in charge for this past few months.
Part of me is happy that the holiday is approaching but the other part of me is sad to know that this semester went by pretty fast. I thought I just started the semester, and now it’s over. I was just about to settle down, but now we are moving on. Next semester, we will have new classes, new teachers and definitely new classmates. It will be like the first day of school all over again.
This past three months at Baruch was fun as well as tedious. I got to meet some awesome people; together, we had some laughs after the tests and some panic attacks before those. Some of my classes were interesting. It may sound odd for many people, but Math was my favorite class and my least favorite was English. I was ready at 7 a.m to go to my Math class which started at 10.20 a.m. That was how much I loved it.
Honestly, when I started at Baruch, I hated everything about it. I hated that we don’t have a campus; I hated most of my classes; I hated that we didn’t get to choose our classes and I hated that I had to leave behind my friends and family back home. However, Baruch is growing on me. Of course, we still don’t have a campus but it isn’t as bad as before anymore. I don’t hate my classes any longer and I am definitely glad that I didn’t have to choose my classes because now I know how hectic and stressful it is to plan your schedule.
So to sum up, whoever I met this semester, I am going to remember you. Isn’t it quite strange that out of all the hundreds of incoming freshmen, we got to be in the same class? As much as some of you might hated it, our first semester is now our memory; it is something we will never have again. It’s in the past.
Like those leaves, when the time comes, I am going to have to leave again. We all will and I wish you all the best at whatever place you choose to be.
For now, let’s have a great holiday and get ready for another semester.