So, Basically I have 1 session of summer school left. My times at Oregon State University are done. Yeah I'm happy and sad at the same time. I've evaluated my times in Corvallis and I am glad I made my choice to spend 3 years of my life. I have also been exposed to the dirty, grimy side of the world. In my younger days, I thought living in the United States would be such a glorious place with people being happy all over. But that is 100 percent not true. Learning through classes, the world wide web, articles, books I realized the world is at one of its worst states in the history of mankind. The problem of poverty, exploitation, and uneven distribution of power in the world is terrible. Individually I can't do much, but by spreading the world people in numbers can do something. Throughout the three years I've learned to grow as an individual. My mind has received so much mental stress that I have learned to cope with things that I thought were not possible. I've learned to be more independent by taking care of my self, living on my own, and basically acting as an adult. I have also gained so many friendships that I thought were never possible in my life. In Corvallis you would think it wouldn't be that diverse, but in reality you meet people from all over the country, world and people that are generally great people. I've attended events, participated in events, and done things that I have never experienced before. Events such as parties, clubs, strip shows, drag shows, sports events, cultural events, dances, and the list goes on. Even my culinary taste has grown through my experiences. I have different takes on life now because I have seen how other people act, and their feelings towards certain politcal views, likes, dislikes, money, attitudes, manners, and more. Although I won't be in Corvallis anymore, it won't be the end of good things to come. I will strive to continue on exploring the new things out in life. Throughout the next few parts of these blogs, which will be in chapters, I will go through with you on my journey and how I feel about certain things.
Chapter I
Anyways on to the details. In Corvallis I've met people from Taiwan, Japan, Saudi Arabia, Congo, India, Lebanon, Portland, Beaverton, Gresham, Roseburg, St. Louis, Los Angeles, Miami and the list goes on. To be honest I think that If I went to college in this town, I most likely would of never met these great people. Its opened my eyes to the different ethnicities, social groups, social classes, and the stratum of people inside and outside of our world. Back in my high school days, the only people I hung out with were people who resided in South East Portland. Which basically meant the same type of people, mainly caucasians and some asian people that I met through friends. I didn't even realize there were people of different classes, or races. I was basically living in a narrow world. I've grown as a person by meeting so many people. I have friends who are well off, friends who are barely making the minimum to stay in school, and friends who sit in the middle class.
Meeting people and friends are not the only things I have learned about people. I have learned that In college there are so many types of people. There are the jocks who play sports for the school. There are the redneck/blue collar people who are either engineers or are in the forestry department, There are the medical field professional types, The lazy greek life type person, and the business/liberal art majors types. It is amazing on how some of these people got to college. Especially the greek type people. All they do is party, try to get girls and act like douche bags when their drunk. Either their parents are dumb that they are still in college, or they drop out of school after a few terms of partying. It makes me sick that these people are even here. Wasting their financial aid, by acting like a fucking retard. Then there are the redneck cowboy types rolling around in Corvallis. Although I don't like them and tend to have very few friends of them. I can sort of understand why they act, behave and have their own lifestyle. They were raised this way and I guess their narrow view on life is due to their upbringing. They all have important roles in society, such as farmers. Without them, I wouldn't have any groceries to be buying. But then again, the most annoying this is when they act racist, or bring their stupid right wing political views and try to spread that shit like a wild fire. But hey, everyone isn't perfect and those type of people tend to not change, I could care less about them. Moving on there is the rich class of students. These people are either rich through excess financial aid, or parents who spoil the shit out of them. They tend to have nice ass houses with Plasma TV's. PS3's, The most expensive and unnecessary clothing. But I have nothing against them, since they are just doing what they are needing to be happy. Which is sadly, materialism and unfathomable amounts of wealth. Then of course there are the normal middle class folks, who went to high school, graduated and are paying their own financial aid, or received grants. They are in school just trying to get good grades or passing grades to receive a degree and hopefully advance their careers after the world of college. Then there are the students who are the working poor. They are strong willed individuals who are trying hard in school to make a better life, but they are working their hardest just trying to pay for their tuition (I will write another blog about the dilemma on tuition rates), rent, food, and other expenditures. I truly admire these people and wish them well in life.
Chapter II
Another aspect of my college years is that I have experienced a lot of things that helped me expand my physical and mental states. In high school I was one of the top students. Even though I wasn't the most studious person. It just happend that I turned in my homework, went to class everyday, and was liked by most of the teachers. When I arrived at Oregon State I was like "oh wow, I don't have class attendance, I don't have too much homework, and the lectures are only 50 minutes long, instead of the 1 hour and 30 minutes that are in high school. For a moment it gave me a feeling of freedom, but the negative side is that it made me slack. For the first time I received an F grade on a class I took. I was shocked, but then again I just went on. I was glad that there were no such things as report cards anymore, because my parents would of yelled at me for days. From there on I just kept on taking classes, and slowly my grades came up, but there were also the ups and downs. The biggest down of my life was when my grandma passed away. She was, and still is a huge part of my life, and inspiration for me to succeed. It was during a midterm week in October, and my family gave me call in the middle of the night, and told me the bad news. And to keep it short (I could write a whole blog on this later), I wasn't in a healthy mental state for a few weeks. It was so hard coping with the horrible situation. And my grades followed suit. After a month or so. After this I have to give my self an evaluation and continue on with my life. Classes were still just as hard, because the advisers are not the brightest people at the University. They packed in so many classes, and basically try to torture me with a tough schedule. After a while I realized I will limit my meetings with them and make up my own schedules, that I did my own research on......................(TO BE CONTINUED)
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