I, like a lot of people, didn’t go to college straight out of High School. It wasn’t on my agenda. After High School I took a year off and did nothing except make a little money babysitting, sleeping in, and there were about two months where I took up jogging. The following summer I felt this ping in my stomach when I saw pictures online of people getting ready to go back to college. So far in my life I hadn’t liked school but there was this part in my head that said I only didn’t like it because I couldn’t choose what I wanted to do.
For some reason, once I got to high school, I stopped caring about being organized and my motivation dropped the second I walked through those doors. Even as a freshman, I found it hard to concentrate in certain classes because I did not want to be there. I got my first C my freshman year to ruin any chance of a 4.0 GPA. My sophomore year, I missed a lot of school due to an ACL, injury and it was hard to come back and catch up on all my work. On the bright side, sophomore year 's homework wasn 't as vigorous as senior year.
The path I have taken toward obtaining my Bachelor of Science Degree in Business, Management, and Economics, with a concentration in Marketing, has been different than I expected when I first started college. I started at Brooklyn College at 17-years-old and frankly, I wasn’t ready for it. I struggled to balance an awkward schedule of classes and inconsistent study habits. I never felt completely comfortable there and after two years of performing poorly, I enrolled at Kingsborough Community College. I viewed it as a new start and seized the opportunity.
In high school I didn’t know what I wanted to with my life. Should I get a job or go to college? After I graduated my parents decided to get divorced so the stress and drama of the situation held me back from applying to school. I took a year off and started working at random part time jobs eventually got sick of it at finally applied to school. I registered for two classes but I made the dumb mistake of taking them with my friends from high school.
Having a mom that is a teacher he had very high standards for himself making all A’s in honors classes. Quickly I began to look up to Nick academically. He mentioned one day in gym that he was going to essentially skip senior year and go to college in a dual enrollment program where he would be getting credits for his senior year to graduate and getting credits for college. Knowing at this point it would be beneficial for me to do this programs, I began studying for the test to get into the program. Night after night of studying the test was in only a week.
Not participating in school resulted in me not meeting as many classmates as I could have. Also, it became hard for me to fill out college applications, because I did not have anything to state in the school activities section. Finally, not participating in school for the first three years will result in me not being able to share many high school experience in the future with my family. I would change my decision of not participating in school because I did not meet as many classmates as I could have. High school is a time to be focused on schoolwork; however, it is also a time to interact and make new friends.
When I first started my college career, I was so worried about friends and everything else that a typical teen year old girl is worried about. It wasn’t until the end of my second semester that I had realized, ‘I’m not in high school anymore, it’s my responsibility to pay for school, not my parents.’ I felt as though my personality changed, I was no longer worried about what my friends were doing. My thoughts turned towards my future and my goals. It was after this epiphany that I really decided to make some sacrifices. If some of my friends were going out one night, I’d have to tell them I can’t come.
When I was a freshman majoring in business, and I was miserable because I had no interest in the classes I was taking, so I dropped out. I spent the next two years traveling, and somewhere in those two years I realized that photography was what I wanted to pursue. The funny thing was since I was about six I’ve always wanted to be a photographer, but I didn’t realize it because I didn’t stop to really think about what I truly wanted to do. I realize that I’m not going to make the big bucks, which is OK because you can’t put a monetary value on happiness.
Growing up teachers always talked about how they were “preparing” you for the next grade, in elementary they were getting you ready for middle school, in middle school it was for high school and in highschool it was for college. However, I never really understood what they meant until I arrived in college. College was a complete 180°, I was not prepared for my first semester of college at all. The first couple of weeks were pretty rough, it was hard to adjust being away from my friends and family being in a total new environment living with a complete stranger. However I was able to adjust eventually, and I even made some friends along the way.
They knew I was not ready for a four-year college. They knew me better than I knew myself, if I had gone straight to a university I would have made the same mistakes I made here at Imperial Valley College. My first year here at IVC I had no interest in classes, I was mostly interested in hanging out with my friends. It took me a year and a half of messing around to figure out what I wanted to do. When I had a moment of enlightenment on my future it was in my elected human relations class.