FRO Fall 2017 Section DTJ

Monologue

I have always had a tremendous passion for sports. When there is a ball and a game in progress, I am there

Whether it is basketball, hockey, football, baseball, golf or tennis, I enjoy each sport each and every time I play

I have always liked one more than the other….. that is hockey

I grew up playing all sports but I have excelled in one

I don’t know what it is. The adrenalin pumping, the competition aspect of the game, and of course…. the actual fun involved in the sport itself. There is nothing like it in the world

I have always been a competitive person for good and bad

Hockey has always brought out my best attributes as a person

The sport is aggressive but that is not how I chose to play

My aggressive side is not brought out as much as my competitive side and I play along the rules because I like to be the best on the rink under the fairest circumstances

Hockey gets chippy therefore aggressive play is inevitable, aggressive does not mean dirty, that is crucial to know……

Sports always help me let off steam from a bad day

A fight with a friend or relative, a bad grade on a test, or even just those bad days that everyone has, hockey has always been right by my side to help me get through my struggles

 

 

 

Fró monologue

Sasha Kundin

Freshman Seminar

10/20/17

Monologue

Curves

the curve of a liquid shaping a cup the first few seconds of pouring it in

there is nothing more satisfying than curves I thought

as I watched it slide down the cup

  so perfectly

there is nothing more satisfying than curves she thought

the curve of each letter of each word

so perfectly

filling up pages and pages of love letters, post cards, margins of notebooks

Trying to find myself in other people

the curve of each letter of each word

the curve of my nose ring, I have to be constantly changing

Ill change my skin with my tattoos, ill dye my hair over 20 times

My friends pierce my ears when we’re bored

The curve of my nose ring, I have to be constantly changing

having a heavy belief in universal forces observing the curves of the rings around saturn

trying to embrace it for the first time

Because I used to blame everything and everyone but myself

Trying to embrace it for the first time

Embrace the curves of leaves on trees when I walk down my block

Take a breath let air fill up my lungs

Appreciate the curve of my cats ears, how to love the little things

as I watched it slide down the cup

following the curve of the vicious cycle of bad habits and self destruction

Thinking of my 16 year old self, losing herself in substance like everyone else did

Just to forget a little bit, I watch her pick up a bottle

the curve of a liquid shaping a cup the first few seconds of pouring it in

FRO Monologue

During the summer I was sitting with two of my friends on Broadway eating lunch. Somehow, the topic of traffic in Manhattan came up. We decided that the only way to absolve Manhattan of its traffic problem was to completely disallow passenger cars in the city. Of course emergency vehicles would be allowed, but also taxis would be allowed for people who really need a car.

The main form of transportation would be the subway system but other alternatives would be:

  1. citi bikes – sometimes faster than cars, very efficient, affordable and good for exercise
  2. Walking or Jogging – good exercise

The only major problems we could think of were:

  1. Getting from New Jersey to Queens by car – You would have to go all the way around Manhattan through Brooklyn and staten Island. A possible solution would be a bridge that stretched across the width of Manhattan connecting queens to New Jersey
  2. Another problem would be that that the entire car industry would tank, especially the parking lots in the city.

In the end there are many benefits of curing Manhattan of its traffic problem but also problems that outweigh the convenience of a trafficless city.

FRO Monologue

I check my phone 7:44- No reply

7:45- Nothing

7:55- I really need to stop this and focus on my homework.

Ring!

My heart drops.

I quickly pick up my phone to read a notification! From.. “The Wall Street Journal..

*Sigh.

Disappointed, I grudgingly pick up my pencil again wondering why I’m even subscribed to the Wall Street Journal; I don’t read the news.

Finally, when I give up on waiting for you to reply, assume you’ve died, and host a funeral for you in my head

You reply.

With “L-O-L”

I don’t know how my paragraph long message could be possibly answered with a single word- not even a full word but a three letter acronym

and the 50:1 ratio of my messages to yours is super depressing

But this is still better than nothing so I can’t help but smile like a fool and start planning out our wedding again.

I know I should play hard to get but I can’t fight the urge to text back right away.

If I spent this much energy on my schoolwork, I would be valedictorian.

I rant to my friends but by this point, they’ve had it with my stupidity.

“Omg drop him. He’s not worth it.” They say

I really should get over you.

But then again I should also stop eating ice cream for breakfast.

I guess you’re just like the millions of health problems I have to live with. 

Fro Monologue

It would be nice to be able to travel back to when it was just me, my family, and good times. There was no overthinking. No constant “bad choices” I’d face. The worst choice I could make was to not eat my vegetables. I was, for the most part, your typical kid, and man its good to be a kid. My dad told me that I was my own hero, and that nothing could stop me, and I truly believed him. As I began to grow up I realized that I had too many barriers to do what I wanted, so I may as well settle for mediocre…but that’s not true. If at one point I believed that I could do anything, then why undermine myself now? If playing the hero as a kid taught me anything, it was that I have to figure out how to use my demons to make myself prosper. To use the cruel words I’ve buried in my head to push harder and prove to myself that I can do anything. I’ve always thought I knew how to welcome change, but now I am learning to truly embrace change. To be brave, take hold of the wheel and use that change to power my engine, not slow it down. I can’t give up. I can’t let myself be consumed by something and let it take all control to the point where I can’t believe in reaching my full potential. I’m strong enough to keep pushing through anything, no doubt about it. The strength I have today I will carry with me forever. I must strive for my goals each and every day. What can I do now? What can I fix now? What can I change now? Everything. My mind is the most powerful tool and it’s answer is everything. I want to feel the satisfaction and peace that comes from loving life. My family needs to benefit from my existence, my knowledge, my heart today. I need to fix my impatience as of this moment. Not tomorrow, or the next day. My regrets will become my lessons, and my focus will no longer be on re-doing something I simply have no power in changing anymore. If I’ve been approaching conflicts, or even life the wrong way, I need to reevaluate my strategy. I can’t change the past, and the future isn’t guaranteed, but I can choose my next move. That is my choice, and no one else’s. Now is my time to take life by the horns. Now is my time to Live.

“FRO MONOLOUGE”

Alright so I’m gonna talk about a dream that I will probably always remember because at that time it was very very scary for me. So like when I was 5 years old, I go to jersey for the summer so across the street to my jersey house they have a huge dog and it was very scary to me like i would look out my window and see the dog randomly going crazy in my backyard at random times.   One time it even got into my house I don’t know house but it was roaming my house by himself and no one wanted to get him out because he is crazy. Ok so back to my dream, i was in my cousins house and she has two beds in a room and we used to jump from bed to bed someone always got hurt. So the dream was me and my cousins jumping from bed to bed and all of the sudden the dog came in and it looked like it was on steroids and had crazy teeth so we had to jump from bed to bed to avoided the beast and it was just mad scary.

Enrichment Workshop

For my enrichment workshop and blog post I will be talking about how I attended the Museum of Sex in New York City. I got in with a discount with my student ID. I went to various different exhibits within the museum and learned a lot at each of them. One exhibit I found fascinating was the sex of different animals. It talked about the history of each different species and how they produce life overtime. It was fascinating to learn about how life is created from humans to animals. I learned how special procreation really is. I also went to an exhibit learning about the femininity of New York fashion week. While I was at the museum I met a friend! Her name was Elizabeth and she was so nice,  we went to the gift shop afterwards together to get a T-shirt souvenir. Elizabeth and I also got dinner later in the evening at Chipotle. I learned a lot about her, and she learned a lot about me. We are getting lunch next week one day again! I had a great time going to the museum I learned a lot and I also made a friend. This experience helped me to be more social and also learn about my community here in New York City.

Museum of Sex

For this week’s blog post I visited the Museum of Sex with my boyfriend. I have to admit that this experience, by far, has been the most interesting museum visit I’ve had in nearly ten years. The various exhibitions definitely opened our eyes to unpopular topics such as sexual history, sexual art as well as the different sexual approaches and habits of animals throughout nature.

After we presented our Groupon and wrapped our wrists with the wristbands, Sebastian and I made our way up to the first exhibit: ObjectXXX. On the second floor, this room was lined with displays of quite interesting artifacts from the Museum of Sex archives. The artifacts consisted of erotic toys, fetishized outfits and vintage forms of protection. The second floor also contained the famous erotic bouncy house which we decided to skip over for time’s sake.

Sebastian and I continued on to walk through the exhibit showing the sexual habits of animals in their natural habitats. We (especially Sebastian) found it appalling that humans aren’t the only creatures who have homosexual and other exotic tendencies. Other creatures of the animal kingdom go about having sex with more than one partner and with the same gender without having to deal with social stigmas and judgement as do many people in our society.

Prior to ending our experience at the museum’s store we swiftly went through multiple art galleries based on feminist artists’ views of sexualization and historical aspects of feminism, showing the audience how we’ve developed our current views and approaches to expressing ourselves as strong, independent, cultured women.

MoMa Visit

I had the pleasure of visiting the MoMA this weekend with some of my friends. It was nice to visit one of the many museums that we have here in our city as well as use the on of the many benefits I have by being a Cuny student. This was my first time actually visiting this museum and I was surprised by the intricacies of all the exhibits. At first I thought it was just going to be a basic art museum where none of the works really catch the viewer’s eyes or make an impression, but I was honestly impressed. The first thing that you see when you enter the exhibition floor is a full scale model of the MoMa itself. It was a hundred percent accurate to the smallest details such as the stairs going from floor to floor and the square with benches outside the museum itself. They had countless pieces from various time periods. Each piece had a complex story to tell about the world during the time and place it was made. Not only did the museum contain paintings that jumped out at you, the MoMa also had sculptures that depicted faces of people, majestic animals, even the moons and stars of space. Then if sculptures and paintings aren’t your preference they have a section for photography and film. I enjoyed my visit to the MoMa immensely and I would recommend everyone to visit as well.

My Visit To The Writing Center

This incredible photo of me was taken rushing out of the writing center to get to work on time. My trip to the writing center was definitely an interesting one. The first time I had visited I got to learn about the different resources that the school offered and what kinds of tools I could take advantage of. I also learned just how packed the appointments are for the writing center. After going to the writing center for help on my English paper, I was able to learn a lot. I gained a new perspective on my writing, and since it was a personal essay, I realized that I could incorporate aspects that I hadn’t even thought of before. Because of this experience I now know more methods for my writing and how to use them in order to improve my grade. If I hadn’t gone to the writing center I definitely think I would be missing out on a lot. Just to know that there’s a really great place on campus for me to be able to get help for my writing assignments really helps me out. I will probably be more secure in my future assignments now that I know there is a place where I can go for extra help, and it will hopefully make the process of writing papers a lot less stressful for me. I think that after this experience I have seen what the writing center can do for me and it is definitely a resource that I will be using in the future.