The Baruch Experience

My experience at Baruch has been mixed. Oddly enough the reason why I have mixed feeling have very little to do with the school its self and more to do with myself. At the very beginning I was enthusiastic to engage, I wanted to meet people I wanted to experience what collage was like. I found out that the social life of collage is not much different then when I was in high school; you meet people and either you want to get them more or you may never engage them again. When I had my first string of all nighters trying to get assignments in before the deadlines thats when I knew I was in collage, when I watched my bank account steadily drain by the books require for class that when I dreaded collage. I came to collage because I want to learn I still want to today. These last few moths have forced me to quickly learn a whole new set of time management skills and organization skills. I would like to say that I have discovered myself or have one of those stereotypical collage experiences but I haven’t and to tell you the truth I happy with what I have been happy with what Baruch has offered me beyond that I would simply be sensationalizing.

Sleep is a lovely thing, but when you just cannot your in a new kind of hell. For their is no substitute, you can try to fiend on caffeine but you’ll end up with a stomach ache and a migraine so bad that you swear your brain is saying “fuck you”. The worst part of it all is the diminishment your cognitive capability, a mid term you may have aced falls by at least twenty per cent, your reading slows to a crawl, and you really just want to sleep; even more so then the previous night when you spent 6 hours lying in the dark trying to sleep only to watch the sun rise before you have knotted off.

Now for all those whom read this, let me sleep. Good night

I really have don’t get what the blog post is supposed to do so I’m just gonna post some music I happen to like.

1) Layla – Eric Clapton. Great rifts.

2) King for a Day – Green Day.

3) Feeling Good – Muse. Best Rock cover of a Jazz song !

4) Achtung  Baby (The whole Album) – U2. My favorite band.

5) Carry on my Wayward Son – Kansas. If you watch Supernatural you’ll understand why this song is the best.

6) Born to Run – Bruce Springsteen. He’s the boss !

7) Are you Gonna be my Girl – Jet. Gotta love the aussies

8) Here comes the sun – Beatles – Dodododo, Here comes the sun,  and I say. It’s all right.

9) Lithium – Nirvana. Cuz grunge beats metal any day !

10) Pretty fly for a white guy – Offspring. <insert joke here>

HAHAHHAAHA I hope this list does some kind of good. Any metal heads bother reading this I stand by number 9. Enjoy !

As with all good music come interpretation. Therefor from how you see me everyday all should be able to infer more then I could possibly write in words; well – that and the fact that I feel that being forced to post more information then I have to online is ridiculous.  Yes I am stubborn and I listen to punk rock and grunge – what a cliché-. Well I guess that says a lot. If your wondering why clapton is up their to I’m a guitarist and clapton is the king at rhythm – by the way, if your thinking that a sarcastic guitarist is a cliché to your catching on.