Monthly Archives: April 2013

The experience of this first semester of my college life left me the only feeling that is really tired. The college life is really different as my high school. There is more reading, writing, and more assignment that I had to done for each class. Every day I need to get up at 7:30, and go home at 4:30.  After that, I need to look after my children, and do house works. Finally, I do my homework around 11:30, when my children go to sleep. Sometimes, I just want to give up everything, because it is really tiring. I just wonder that when I can have enough sleeping time. However, I always tell myself, that is what the life I have been chosen, I cannot be regret, and the only thing I can do is keep forward.   

The experience of this first semester of my college life left me the only feeling that is really tired. The college life is really different as my high school. There is more reading, writing, and more assignment that I had to done for each class. Every day I need to get up at 7:30, and go home at 4:30.  After that, I need to look after my children, and do house works. Finally, I do my homework around 11:30, when my children go to sleep. Sometimes, I just want to give up everything, because it is really tiring. I just wonder that when I can have enough sleeping time. However, I always tell myself, that is what the life I have been chosen, I cannot be regret, and the only thing I can do is keep forward.   

I still don’t give a fuck. It’s really not that bad here, but its not that great either. I guess I’ll try out some clubs during fall term and see how that goes for me since I didn’t really do any of that yet. Classes aren’t that bad (as yet) but most of the work I just don’t care about. Common core classes shouldn’t be allowed to give any out of class assignments. But for the most part people here are pretty chill, and I am slowly getting motivated to care about stuff, so hopefully next term will be better. Cause if it’s not I’m probably gonna dip. Nah I’ll probably just switch to part time student if it sucks. Yeah that’s it.

About the pic: I got it from a Google search but here’s the original website link, or at least the one that was pulled up by the search.

http://www.motifake.com/facebookview.php?id=41810

I still don’t give a fuck. It’s really not that bad here, but its not that great either. I guess I’ll try out some clubs during fall term and see how that goes for me since I didn’t really do any of that yet. Classes aren’t that bad (as yet) but most of the work I just don’t care about. Common core classes shouldn’t be allowed to give any out of class assignments. But for the most part people here are pretty chill, and I am slowly getting motivated to care about stuff, so hopefully next term will be better. Cause if it’s not I’m probably gonna dip. Nah I’ll probably just switch to part time student if it sucks. Yeah that’s it.

About the pic: I got it from a Google search but here’s the original website link, or at least the one that was pulled up by the search.

http://www.motifake.com/facebookview.php?id=41810

I was all over the place in what was going to be my major, but now that I have taken the assessment test I am a little more sure about what I am going to do. Still, I am not once hundred percent sure. The tests told me that I was interested in Arts and Social matters, something that I already knew, but also told me that I am not very realistic, so I have to consider that. I have been having the doubt of whether or not Journalism and Psychology were good major, and now that the assessment test have told me that they are both good for me, i am going to have a less hard time deciding which one of them to pick. What I also liked is that the tests give you job option. It said that I should be a broadcaster, something I can definitely see myself doing, or a career counselor, something i am interested about to. Choreographer was another option, but I have no idea how the test got that, since I do not know how to dance and they did not ask me that. Still, I am happy I took the tests, they were very accurate and gave me the responds i already knew, kind of.

I was all over the place in what was going to be my major, but now that I have taken the assessment test I am a little more sure about what I am going to do. Still, I am not once hundred percent sure. The tests told me that I was interested in Arts and Social matters, something that I already knew, but also told me that I am not very realistic, so I have to consider that. I have been having the doubt of whether or not Journalism and Psychology were good major, and now that the assessment test have told me that they are both good for me, i am going to have a less hard time deciding which one of them to pick. What I also liked is that the tests give you job option. It said that I should be a broadcaster, something I can definitely see myself doing, or a career counselor, something i am interested about to. Choreographer was another option, but I have no idea how the test got that, since I do not know how to dance and they did not ask me that. Still, I am happy I took the tests, they were very accurate and gave me the responds i already knew, kind of.

The Mishkin art gallery was interesting. I was aware of the existence of the gallery because many of my friends told me, but I did not visit it until I had to, because of this assignment. I liked many of the pictures but I did not find anything interesting or unique  about them, of course that does not mean they were not beautiful, but I do not have a very good sense of judgement in paintings, I prefer music or motion pictures. Still, it is amazing to think of the talent of the painters, especially Zhang Hui, I do not remember the name of the painting but the amount of time and dedication that painting must have taken, just to think about it, it’s amazing. The details in every picture are overwhelming and amazing, I cannot imagine myself taking the time and having the patience to paint like that, and even if I wanted to I do not have the talent. Visiting the gallery opened my eyes in many ways because I used to think paintings were rushed and did not take time, but now that I saw it up close it was amazing to see the characteristics and shapes of the images.

The Mishkin art gallery was interesting. I was aware of the existence of the gallery because many of my friends told me, but I did not visit it until I had to, because of this assignment. I liked many of the pictures but I did not find anything interesting or unique  about them, of course that does not mean they were not beautiful, but I do not have a very good sense of judgement in paintings, I prefer music or motion pictures. Still, it is amazing to think of the talent of the painters, especially Zhang Hui, I do not remember the name of the painting but the amount of time and dedication that painting must have taken, just to think about it, it’s amazing. The details in every picture are overwhelming and amazing, I cannot imagine myself taking the time and having the patience to paint like that, and even if I wanted to I do not have the talent. Visiting the gallery opened my eyes in many ways because I used to think paintings were rushed and did not take time, but now that I saw it up close it was amazing to see the characteristics and shapes of the images.

The Mishkin art gallery was interesting. I was aware of the existence of the gallery because many of my friends told me, but I did not visit it until I had to, because of this assignment. I liked many of the pictures but I did not find anything interesting or unique  about them, of course that does not mean they were not beautiful, but I do not have a very good sense of judgement in paintings, I prefer music or motion pictures. Still, it is amazing to think of the talent of the painters, especially Zhang Hui, I do not remember the name of the painting but the amount of time and dedication that painting must have taken, just to think about it, it’s amazing. The details in every picture are overwhelming and amazing, I cannot imagine myself taking the time and having the patience to paint like that, and even if I wanted to I do not have the talent. Visiting the gallery opened my eyes in many ways because I used to think paintings were rushed and did not take time, but now that I saw it up close it was amazing to see the characteristics and shapes of the images.

Up to this month, I would say college was pretty manageable.  Of course it also helps that I only go to school twice a week.  But I haven’t felt stressed until this month–all because of the upcoming and ominous finals.

I am accustomed to doing a lot of work.  In high school, I loaded my schedule with AP/Honors classes.  I was always busy juggling my studies with extracurricular activities.  But I felt satisfied at the end of the day, knowing that all my hard work would lead me to my desired college.  And then life happened:  I realized I couldn’t afford to go to my dream college.  It was during my senior year when this dawned on me.  I looked up at some of my report cards hanging on my wall, the number of books swallowing the whole surface area of my desk, and reminisced about all of my future plans.  Then I experienced somewhat of a meltdown, but I wasn’t about to give up.  In the midst of the busiest month of my senior year–with AP tests around the corner, a million essays to finish, and so forth–I dedicated whatever was left of my free time to writing a scholarship essay about Ayn Rand’s “The Fountainhead.” Even though the contest was open to all juniors around the world, I had this false sense of hope that I would be the victor and be the receiver of the $10,000 prize money.  I suppose I was fooling myself out of desperation.  Then you can guess what happened next.  It was like a big slap on the face, losing at something you sacrificed so much for.  Then I got slapped in the face several more times after that.  In summation, sh*t happened.

After taking the fall semester off, and blablablablabla…I ended up at Baruch College.  It’s bearable and maybe in the future, I’ll be able to say enjoyable.  But right now, I just can’t wait for the semester to be over.  The highlight of the whole semester was when my English Professor informed me that it is perfectly grammatically correct to start a sentence with “And” or “But.”  It’s just hard to enjoy where you are when you want to be somewhere else.  “Whatever,” I tell myself, “suck it up.”