Archive for the College Category

‘Twas a Nice Day

Posted in College, Out of Town, School with tags , , on June 6, 2010 by Jeremy

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Placement test today.  I felt so grown-up driving to college.

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Objection, Your Honor

Posted in College, Field Trips, Out of State, Out of Town, School with tags , , , , , on April 18, 2010 by Jeremy

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Sorry, I don’t speak Legalese.

A school field trip to Columbia University to be jurors in this mock trial competition.  The teams were objecting so much that I was wondering whether it were normal to object so much.  At some points, I got lost in the language the attorneys were using, but they all seemed to understand each other.

The people who portrayed the witnesses were interesting as well.  Some played their roles very well, which makes me wonder whether they really act like their roles.

Aside from the trial, we also got to see the campus.  The Columbia atmosphere (which might not be that different from other schools’) made me want to go to an Ivy League school.  Alas, despite my admittance, I won’t be saying hi to Cornell anytime soon.  Financial problems due to my immigration status are  not going to make it possible.

The Last High School Affairs

Posted in Belleville, College, Field Trips, Friends, Out of Town, School with tags , , , , , , , , on April 7, 2010 by Jeremy

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I asked my dad for the car today, so that after school, I can take the senior class council to the place where we’re holding our Senior Prom.  It’s about fifteen to thirty minutes away.  The girls got pretty excited about the place when we got there, even though one of them is not attending because her parents won’t let her.  I was pretty awestruck myself, but the feeling was fleeting.

It wasn’t until later that I got really excited when we began to discuss the food with the manager.   There’s going to be a huge buffet with a variety of food.  Screw dancing; I’ll be binging on food that night.

The ride home was a bit bumpy, literally.   There were some moments when we could’ve been in an accident because I was a bit absentminded while driving because my mind was on another issue—college.  Replies from Cornell and Princeton, among other colleges, were to arrive today, and I was becoming anxious.  I didn’t know what to expect.  Some assured me that I would be admitted into both universities, brightening up my expectations, but, at the same time, I considered the reality that there are many out there who are probably more qualified to be admitted into both universities.  Who was I to take those spots away from them?

When I got home, I tried to stall as much as possible, fearing the worst—that I’d be rejected by all the colleges.  After being pushed a few times by my friends to go online and find out the results, I finally went upstairs to my room and my computer.  I then found out that Princeton rejected me, after all the positive predictions by my friends.   I sat there, staring at the screen for a few seconds, trying to hide the disappointment from Joe, who was standing next to me.   I then checked the response from Cornell.  “Congratulations…” it said, but the devastation from the Princeton rejection still lingered.

For the next two hours, I brooded a bit about Princeton, but with some contemplation, I realized that it doesn’t matter as much anymore.  I’ve decided a few months ago that Cornell was my first choice, and I am fortunate to have been admitted there.  Sure, it’s a blow to my pride that the mighty Princeton practically squashed this little ambitious insect, but hey, whatever.  What’s done is done.  It’s not the end of the world, right?

Indulgence

Posted in Belleville, College, Family, Home, School, Stuff with tags , , , on March 10, 2010 by Jeremy

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My sister and I were coming home with my dad from my dentist’s appointment and her religious class.  As soon as we entered the house, my mom said, “I have bad news for the two of you.”

She proceeded to talk to my sister about her progress report in school, which told of my sister’s problems in school.  Needless to say, my parents were peeved.  Meanwhile, I forgot that my mom had bad news for me, so I went upstairs to my room.  A few minutes later, she called me down and imparted with me the bad news that she mentioned earlier.

Without having to provide the details of the news, I’ll just say that it had something to do with my future education.

Sullen I once again became, and I stayed in my room, forcing myself to sleep.

After my induced nap, I asked my mom to cook these noodles that she was planning to make for tomorrow.  I love this recipe, so I satisfied myself by eating a lot.  It was clearly unhealthy, but it tasted so good.

Sell Yourself

Posted in College, Family, Out of Town, School with tags , , , on February 11, 2010 by Jeremy

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The sky threatened some heavy snow, and the dismal atmosphere was not the perfect backdrop for an interview.  Nevertheless, I scurried out of my room with a bunch of folders, arguing with my parents about what it meant to wear “casual business attire.”

The interview with Stevens, which was less scrutinizing than the interview with Princeton, went very well.  I never actually described the Princeton interview due to some unfortunate events that happened that day that rendered my mind virtually nonfunctional.   I couldn’t muster the desire to talk about it.  But, in short, although the interview was not required, I felt that I couldn’t answer some of the crucial questions with suitable answers, and I regretted not preparing very well.  I just told myself, “It’s all right.  That was trial run.  Now you have to kick some butt on your next interview.”

And that, I believe I did.  Not that what I believe matters.  It’s what the interviewer thought that matters. Anyway, I just thought that I answered all the questions with enough confidence.  The questions focused more or less on my involvement in school.

Afterwards, my parents and I exited the building with a junior who attends the college who gave us a tour of the place.  The weather was getting worse, making the acclaimed view of New York City invisible.  It was pretty disappointing, but the worst part was that the wind was beginning to blow so hard that it was becoming painful, especially for my naked hands.

In the end, I decided that Stevens would be a really nice safe school.

Tort

Posted in Belleville, College, Friends, Out of State, Out of Town, School, Stuff with tags , , , , , , on February 7, 2010 by Jeremy

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Feeling bad for her “negligence” Monday, sweet Sarah gave me compensation for my egg’s injuries.  Isn’t it cute?

Afterwards, a bunch of my friends and I gathered at Bryan’s house to discuss plans for after prom, a very hot topic lately.  We all decided we were going to the Poconos, but we still had to choose a house to stay in.  Some of us didn’t participate in the selection, including me, because frankly, I didn’t care about what house was chosen.  I just came for the sake of camaraderie.

After that was decided, we all just pretty much hung out.  I felt tired after a while, so I just took a really short nap on the couch.  Then, we all decided to go to New York for a bit to get some food.

When we got back to Belleville, I decided to go home early.  Just wasn’t in the mood anymore.  Didn’t want to suck out everyone else’s cheer.  Besides, there’s more to life than just hanging out, like college.  I have an interview tomorrow, so it was time to wind down and get some rest.

“Although It’s Been Said Many Times, Many Ways…”

Posted in Church, College, Family, Home, School with tags , , , , , on December 26, 2009 by Jeremy

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…Merry Christmas!

Christmas Eve and Christmas Day ended up being quite satisfactory.  The little gathering last night with another family was not bad at all.  The presents weren’t really amazing, but I’m content.  Christmas Day, I ate leftovers from last night, slept, played the piano a lot, and worked on college stuff.

I’m sure that if this happened a few years back, I’d be complaining, but I guess I’m used to lackluster Christmases.  As long as I’m not feeling miserable, I’m happy.  It might not be a perfect Christmas, but I’m fine.

On the other hand, worst Christmas season ever.  (Technically, it’s the Advent season, but…whatever.)