This meme basically sums up my first three months exactly how I feel. I remember the first day of school. I was all excited meeting new people and all that college had to offer me. College is a lot more different than High school. In college theirs so much freedom and the professors could care less about you. Everything is all on you; I think that’s what I had most trouble on. I’m so use to High school where the teachers had everything planned out and made you does work. In college it’s the complete opposite maybe that’s why I’m having such a hard time. I made a lot of new friends, the people in Baruch are great, and everyone’s friendly and nice. I’m pretty happy choosing Baruch and attending Baruch. I’m really stressed about finals week I think I should have planned it earlier and study early. Now I’m cramming everything just a few days before to study. I hope I pass all my classes and do well on my final. Fresh Seminar was a good class I think all freshman’s should take it .

I don’t have a photo, meme, or gif for this assignment because I rather would like to use my words to articulate the feelings that I have conjured throughout this semester.

Going into college is an enormous step in life. This sounds cliche but this phrase explains the reality of it all. It is no ordinary step. I think that’s where people get confused. It isn’t just a step up a staircase. It’s a stepping stone; it’s a step that gets your foot in the door. What I think of when I think of Baruch is a bunch of business-oriented, money-driven, ethically and morally sound, and hardworking students from all over the Big Apple.

Baruch is what I expected. I am around a body of intelligently influential students and faculty. I feel fortunate to be here and have spent an entire semester here already feeling like I’m on top of things.

I have had invaluable time spent here and invested it into tools for success. The academics that I have been taught were extremely helpful for future applications and I feel that even over the brief course of 3 1/2 months I have actually grown as a person.

I am clinically diagnosed with anxiety disorder and depression. This was my biggest challenge throughout the semester. I felt like I was seven again stuck under the false safety of my bed hiding from fabricated monsters of the dark. But I met some people along this struggle and they weren’t monsters. They were my angels. They made me see the brighter side of the world out from underneath the bed. It’s not so bad after all. Friends. They will remain that way for a long time. College is the defining moment for a person. The last few changes are made and the end product is the final, finished product overall after undergrad years.

I am still finding myself, but at the end of this struggle will be the reward. There is always the reward. I just need to keep my head in the game and try my best to be optimistic. People in 60s were afraid of the suburban way of life and the routine of work, sleep, and repeat. With friends, that is an impossible cycle.

I am grateful for Baruch, for its guidance, and for its people. Thank you.

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This picture accurately depicts my current mentality. I am constantly indundated with stress and concerns regarding college and what I can/want to accomplish in the next four years. I’m stressed mostly because of finals and my Communications class. I’ve disliked that class since day 1 because I’ve always feared speaking in front of large groups of people. What made it worse was my professor. She ‘s highly opinionated and quite vocal about her beliefs so I fear that I will say something “wrong” and receive a low grade. I think I dislike college because it’s my freshmen year and I’m only taking prerequisites and nothing that actually interests me. My favorite thing about Baruch is the library. Seriously, ME ENCANTA EL BIBLIOTECA.

I remember when I first got into Baruch. Wow this is going to be great.
I met a lot of people I’m glad I met.
I made friends who I think will continue staying my friends for a long time.
I loved most of my professors.
Honestly, I’m grateful for my time here thus far.

And yet, I can’t help but want to face plant on the wall sometimes. Or, I guess ram myself on to a wooden wall in the shape of a star (which actually looks pretty cool).

The stress when it comes to finals when I know I haven’t paid attention in that lecture class.
Yes, I’m talking about you Moral Ethics (#moralproblems).
Some professors are just so ignorant to individual cultures (while talking about Racial Theory).

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Damn, i’m so hungry i could kill for something to eat right now. Should i just wait it out and go home to eat, i’m not that far, but, those donuts look really good, i think i’m just going to have a donut.

That was a good ass donut, wait, hold on, is that Gerald’s hot dog cart? I’m bugging out, why did i set my self up by eating one of those dry ass donuts instead of getting a hot dog. Let’s see, what should i top it with, those peppers i got last time made it taste like greatness.

Whew, that hot dog tasted like heaven, hell and everything in between. Good thing the malls right here, oh wait, the mall, Charley’s, i can’t believe i got Gerald’s when the ultimate club is at Charley’s. And the bacon cheese fries, but i need to get a drink from somewhere else though. Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, lemonade, i don’t want any wack ass lemonade. You know what sounds good, Mc Donald’s real fruit smoothie, yep that’s what i should get, and i might as well get the bacon clubhouse to go with it.

But what about the Charley’s, should i get them both? Hell Yeah, that’ll be dope.

Damn, why are there so many places to choose from, i’m going to gain a million pounds, look, pizza now. Nah i eat pizza way to much, subways too, i need to stop. Chinese, Japanese and i don;t know what the hell that is but it looks amazing. I can’t eat any of it, i already ate way too much today. But this slice does look good and everyone seems to be enjoying theirs, one slice won’t hurt. Oh, I should have bought some cookies from Mc Donald’s while i was there, but that’s what subway’s is for right, i’ll get some cookies and a bag of doritos.

I’m feeling tired, time to leave this place, what’s this, a twenty, oh yeah, my mom gave me a twenty. Well time to put this to good use. I really hope that store that sells the chicken cutlet by my house is still open, that chicken cutlet is always on the money. A honey bun would go great with it too, and some gummy burgers, and some Twizzlers and some pop corners and those para chocolate bars, and those gummy bears, and those…… and that……and this….and that……and this……..and that……and this ……. and that.

Aw man, i’m going to feel horrible in the morning, but this is going to taste amazing right now.

My stomach was in knots. I was more nervous than when I took the SAT’s. My body would never be the same after this but I didn’t have any doubt in my mind. I was just nervous about the pain. It was finally time to begin. I sat down in the chair and braced myself. I heard the buzzing of the needle and closed my eyes as tightly as I could. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the next two and a half hours of the pain of getting my first tattoo.

This wasn’t just any tattoo. It wasn’t a butterfly, a tramp stamp, or some quote. It was my family’s coat of arms. I had wanted this tattoo for three years. I proudly show of the strength of my family on my thigh every day. It reminds me of my family history and how strong of a unit we are.

Having this tattoo doesn’t define me, it helps to tell my story. It doesn’t make me a bad person, a party animal, or a rebel. It just turned my body into a canvas.

Baruch, One of the most significant business schools in the tristate area. After all that is the reason why I decided to come here. Sure the work load is quite heavy but I already knew what I was getting myself into.

Making it to Wall street is every mathematicians dream which is why the competitive rate is extremely high. This school has the necessities I require in order to be taken seriously out there in the real world. Employers can tell a lot about you from the school you go to. Baruch college ring bells whether you want to believe it or not. Many people in the working environment view this school as a top priority which makes us (the students) have a better chance of succeeding throughout life.

Come on Sydney wake up for kindergarten, you're gonna learn about your ABC's...
Ok, but can I bring my teddy bear?
Come on Sydney wake up for 2nd grade you're gonna learn your multiplication tables...
Ok, but can I watch just 10 more mins of spongebob?
Come on Sydney wake up for 5th grade, today you're gonna learn about common denominators in fractions...
Ok, but can I wear my black and pink heelys?
Come on Sydney wake up for 8th grade today you're gonna learn about fossil fuels...
Ok, but can I cut bangs and dye my hair blonde?
Come on Sydney wake up for 10th grade today you're gonna learn the whole periodic table of elements...
Ok, but can I go to this party this weekend, everyone's gonna be there?
Come on Sydney wake up for 12th grade today you're gonna learn 
about the Freudian view of psychology...
Ok, but who really cares, I don't even know why you wake me up anymore?
Come on Sydney wake up for college, today you're gonna learn about your long term and short term goals, who you are as a person, what 
career path you want to take in life, who your real and fake friends are, basically what is gonna happen for the rest of your life, today you set the path for your future..
Okay but can I just be 5 again ?

Baruch was my top college choice and getting that acceptance was a turning point for me. I realized that I was finally going into the real world, not having anyone by my side to tell me what to do and when to do it. Everything was up to me. Being in high school with all the drama and stress made me want to get out and just have freedom.

My transition from high school to college was not what I expected. Yes the freedom was there but that didn’t matter because if you’re on top of yourself you wont get work done. The workload is much more than what I was used to. Seeing my grade the first time I got them back made me realize this is no joke.  Study study study was all I seemed to be doing but if it meant getting good grades then that was what I was going to do.