Blog #6: Me at SDSU

Hallelujah!

I am so happy she said she would count both of these blogs if they were done by Thursday. It's the 6th week of school, which means not only are students falling a little behind in their work, but teachers are as well. It's human nature. We constantly tell ourselves that this semester will be different. We'll get all our work done as soon as it's assigned. Or we'll finally just accept the fact that sometimes I'm not the best student. It's okay because I know that already. 

I remember coming to college and being determined to do everything right. I don't know what I was thinking. I moved from the Bay Area. A million miles away. I automatically felt culture shocked. Weird since I didn't even leave the state right? Northern and Southern California is a lot more different than they are alike. I mean at least the people are. I've grown to love it over the past couple years. 

When I first got to SDSU, I was so nervous to actually be in college level classes. I wasn't sure how hard they would be. On top of that, I realized that I had to become familiar with the things that went on at this particular campus. You don't ask the teacher if you can use the restroom. I honestly didn't know that until someone told me. Thank god I wasn't that person. That would have been EMBARRASSING. I guess being a student at SDSU could definitely be considered a discourse community in some way. As students, we all have similar goals that are clearly publicly stated by even attending this college. We understand that we don’t have to go to every single class. It really is up to us how much time and effort we want to put into a class. In college, the person who’s standing in front of the class is a lecturer, professor, or a doctor. WHAT?! Crazy stuff right? I personally could never see myself teaching. I just don’t think I’m that great of a teacher for that. College, like any place, has different words and phrases other people outside wouldn’t know. For example, at SDSU we have places like the student union, the lib, campanile, hepner, and east/west commons. Some outsiders might hear east commons and think it’s a place to hang out. You can hang out there, but it’s mainly a cafeteria.

It was strange being away from my family. Coming here for college was exciting, but I missed home a lot. Even in my third year now, I miss my family every time I’m away. I think the main reason is because I consider my family to be very close knit. I have two younger sisters that I absolutely love to death. They have no idea how much I love them. My parents had always been supportive of everything I wanted to do. They basically give my sisters and me anything we want. It’s not that we would take advantage of them, but they make sure we only have to worry about what we have to worry about. I honestly appreciate the fact that they do that. I can’t wait until I’m able to repay them for everything they’ve done for me. I know I will never be able to do that, but even to give back a little would make me so happy.

While I constantly miss my family and being home while I’m away at SDSU, I also know that whenever I do go home for long periods of time, I miss being in San Diego. It’s always bittersweet for me to be with or without my family. Like I said, it’s been a few years and I still feel this way. However, I do think that I’ve gotten much better at handling my time at SDSU better. I try to be as involved as possible in everything I do. I push myself to do at least one new organization at semester. It really doesn’t mater how old or what year you join something, I’ve learned that the important part is that you joined and put as much time and effort as you can.

I’ve learned more about myself being away at SDSU than I have ever before. It’s a continuous learning experience and I am grateful to have the opportunity to do so.