drinking function
i think i am getting what i pay for at columbia.
at orientation today, we had breakfast(muffins, bagels, fruit, oj, coffee) and lunch (sandwich, chips, apple, brownie, drink) and 'dinner'/reception food (appetizers, chips and dips and egg rolls and mini chinese food boxes, and red and white sangria wine). there was a lot of wine. we had the reception with wine on the balcony of the social work building. we drank with one of the deans of social work and stayed until there were only a few left (determined to enjoy the free wine). i also got a tshirt for advanced standing students at columbia. we have another drinking function with our faculty on thursday to celebrate the end of the week.
i met a lot of cool people today. i found some people who are good students/slackers like me, i found some people that are overly stressed out about every single thing that is going on at this university, some people that are very well spoken, some people that wear weird colored shirts, some people that i can see as possible friends, people that talk too much, some very interesting and friendly faculty, and two guys out of 60 advanced standing students. one is gay.
i feel very intimidated by the fact that i am at columbia. i have never read before a class and feel like i have to do that here. i tried to do it, and it just doesnt feel right. i hate that we have reading assignments due the first day and that i feel like i am not smart enough to be a student here. i did really well at texas state because social work classes came very easy to me, but taking my work from my assignments to role playing was hard. i hate talking in class and feel like i need to push myself more than ever.
so many of the students in this program know exactly what their passion is in social work. i know what work i have enjoyed and that i want to work with children. i kind of think the way these people talk make me feel like what i am going to do with my degree is not as good as what they are going to do. but i know that is not true. i may not go work in darfur, but i will work with children who are going through tough times. i may not know exactly what is happening in the news, i know barely anything about social work policy. i feel like i cant explain outloud why i want to be a social worker, but know that it is what i want to do. i have to say why i want to be a social worker in an introduction to my first class tomorrow. it shouldnt be that hard to answer. but it is.
i bought my very own bike.
that is me with my green bike in front of the MET. i am going to name it soon.
first real day of class tomorrow. gotta sleep. peace.
at orientation today, we had breakfast(muffins, bagels, fruit, oj, coffee) and lunch (sandwich, chips, apple, brownie, drink) and 'dinner'/reception food (appetizers, chips and dips and egg rolls and mini chinese food boxes, and red and white sangria wine). there was a lot of wine. we had the reception with wine on the balcony of the social work building. we drank with one of the deans of social work and stayed until there were only a few left (determined to enjoy the free wine). i also got a tshirt for advanced standing students at columbia. we have another drinking function with our faculty on thursday to celebrate the end of the week.
i met a lot of cool people today. i found some people who are good students/slackers like me, i found some people that are overly stressed out about every single thing that is going on at this university, some people that are very well spoken, some people that wear weird colored shirts, some people that i can see as possible friends, people that talk too much, some very interesting and friendly faculty, and two guys out of 60 advanced standing students. one is gay.
i feel very intimidated by the fact that i am at columbia. i have never read before a class and feel like i have to do that here. i tried to do it, and it just doesnt feel right. i hate that we have reading assignments due the first day and that i feel like i am not smart enough to be a student here. i did really well at texas state because social work classes came very easy to me, but taking my work from my assignments to role playing was hard. i hate talking in class and feel like i need to push myself more than ever.
so many of the students in this program know exactly what their passion is in social work. i know what work i have enjoyed and that i want to work with children. i kind of think the way these people talk make me feel like what i am going to do with my degree is not as good as what they are going to do. but i know that is not true. i may not go work in darfur, but i will work with children who are going through tough times. i may not know exactly what is happening in the news, i know barely anything about social work policy. i feel like i cant explain outloud why i want to be a social worker, but know that it is what i want to do. i have to say why i want to be a social worker in an introduction to my first class tomorrow. it shouldnt be that hard to answer. but it is.
i bought my very own bike.
that is me with my green bike in front of the MET. i am going to name it soon.
first real day of class tomorrow. gotta sleep. peace.
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