My time at Baruch. Like many I was scared, anxious, nervous, overjoyed, exhilarated on the first day. Who knew what Baruch had to offer? Honestly I like to believe that us as Baruch Scholars are a big L taking family. It helped the transition immensely and making friends at a commuter school has been a little on the easy side. From taking similar courses, to utilizing the honors lounge to catch up on Netflix, gossip and do everything else than actual work, now it as ritual to go in every Wednesday and chill. Preparing Tamara’s birthday party wasn’t really a hassle but really getting anything done was actually surprising. I honestly don’t even know how that birthday card came out but it was all worth it with Tamara’s confused face of “whose birthday is it?”
At Baruch I’ve gotten to know another inviting crazy Latino family similar to mine known as LASO. I think I’m the only freshman in this club but they are just so welcoming, funny, and love to eat and party. We held an event called Latino food week where for three days all we ate was a bunch of Spanish food starting with appetizers like empanadas to entrees like chicken, beans, and rice. Ending with some amazing desserts like tres leche cake and flan.
At Baruch one of the most helpful and laid back classes has been anthropology. Okay who are we kidding? It’s been communications. Yes many people think I am loud and not scared, but people that’s just an act. Inside I feel like a hot air balloon about to pop. Is it getting hot in here or is it just me? My cheeks turn insanely red. I shouldn’t just say my cheeks but my entire body. My hand starts to shake and my voice starts to tremble. I am not saying that, that still doesn’t happen. It does. But I’ve gotten better on controlling it. So much that I won a $50 gift card for my one minute pitch on my invention at the Maker Hub, where I beat both John and Evans lame idea. Communication has really helped on my speaking skills and making me more outgoing. Well more than usual.
In three years I honestly hope that the Baruch Scholars still keep in touch like the familia I know we can be, but this time takings “W’s” instead. I hope that I know for sure what I want to do with my life, graduate and say I made it. For my friends and especially for my parents. Their drive, their struggles, their ambition has made me who I am and I have the rest of my life to thank them every day for who I will become.