My first semester at Baruch has been very intense in many different respects. I know that we were only supposed to choose one image to represent this experience but it has been so ‘all over the place,’ that I decided to use a few to accurately illustrate my feelings towards it all.

Initially, I did come in like a wrecking ball. I was energetic, excited about being active in various clubs, meeting a lot of new people and getting others aware of my talents as a singer, using my “free time” to write music, and finally having the experience I had always wanted. However, five courses, a part time job, a music career and a social life did not mesh quite as well as I had hoped they would.

One of my biggest challenges has been getting the high grades I thought would come easy to me. I took two years off to work and I figured that coming back into the school environment as a mature, focused young adult, would make the studying and productivity required to excel second nature. I was wrong, and the best example of this is definitely Math. I loathe it.

I know not, what this sleep is that you speak of. Sleep? Ha! We used to be friends. That’s all I’ll say on that matter.

So here I am, almost at the end of the first chapter of my college experience. I have been frustrated, exhausted, demotivated, confused etc. But I have also become friends with some amazing people, who keep me sane on a daily basis and I am truly thankful for them. I have some great professors who are dedicated and have made the adjustment much easier, and in general I love the feeling of enlightenment and learning new things everyday! So at this point I’m a little shaken, upsidedown emotionally , unbalanced, but hanging in there with an optimistic parachute incase I happen to fall!