I have many college choices, but as the start of the summer program went on, my thoughts about other colleges became unimportant to me. As I experienced having class at the University of Nebraska at Omaha my thoughts about becoming a student here came to my mind more. Being here this summer showed me that there are no limits or possibilities in what I plan to do. The college of my choice for the upcoming fall is UNO!!
If I come to UNO in the next coming year, I plan to get a medical degree or an education degree. Getting a degree from this University will help me accomplish my goals and it will help me feel better about myself because I will be the first in my family to attend college. The benefit of being able to come to UNO is that it’s close to home and also there are many activities around campus. Also I already had a great experience and I like how the classes are, better than a high school coarse class; much easier too. Coming to UNO would be like starting over my freshmen year of high school, I can’t wait o live the real college life after my senior year.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
The One's That I Admire
Strong, Loving, and Caring. These are just a few words that I use to describe Veronica, my mom.
Throughout my whole life both of my parents have always been there for me, whether its by helping me get over hard times or beginning better times. My mom has always pushed me to the limit. She is the one I look up to the most because she is always there to help me be better, instead of giving up. She helps me when I need help and she's always there at the right time. My mom is the person I will always count on. If I need help or advice, I will always be by her side.
She has taught me all I know, my dad too, but my mom is the one that has most of my trust. She encourages me to start a college life, not only because I have an option, but also so that I can prove to myself that I can accomplish my dreams. My mom is filled with a friendship that nobody else has. She is the one and only. She has the courage to tell me that she cant wait until she sees me the day I graduate.
I look up to my mom because even though her life was and still is much different than mine, she tries to understand me and helps me by telling me stories about her childhood. The mistakes she doesn't want me to make, she made and she tells me them because she doesn't want me to learn the hard way. "Consequences can always be prevented" that's what she always says to me. My mom is an example of a hard worker. Even though she has things to do she always sets them aside so that I can go head and get my things done. I plan to have a different life than what my parents had when they were younger, but I still plan to be a lot like her in the future.
My mom wants me to go somewhere in life, she wants me to go further than her. She has always tried her hardest to give me the life she never had. She encourages me to keep going, to finish the goals I planned, by that she is teaching me to have hope and believe in myself. My mom is the best!! She's like no other mom, as a teenager, I understand what she wants from me. I love my mom.
Throughout my whole life both of my parents have always been there for me, whether its by helping me get over hard times or beginning better times. My mom has always pushed me to the limit. She is the one I look up to the most because she is always there to help me be better, instead of giving up. She helps me when I need help and she's always there at the right time. My mom is the person I will always count on. If I need help or advice, I will always be by her side.
She has taught me all I know, my dad too, but my mom is the one that has most of my trust. She encourages me to start a college life, not only because I have an option, but also so that I can prove to myself that I can accomplish my dreams. My mom is filled with a friendship that nobody else has. She is the one and only. She has the courage to tell me that she cant wait until she sees me the day I graduate.
I look up to my mom because even though her life was and still is much different than mine, she tries to understand me and helps me by telling me stories about her childhood. The mistakes she doesn't want me to make, she made and she tells me them because she doesn't want me to learn the hard way. "Consequences can always be prevented" that's what she always says to me. My mom is an example of a hard worker. Even though she has things to do she always sets them aside so that I can go head and get my things done. I plan to have a different life than what my parents had when they were younger, but I still plan to be a lot like her in the future.
My mom wants me to go somewhere in life, she wants me to go further than her. She has always tried her hardest to give me the life she never had. She encourages me to keep going, to finish the goals I planned, by that she is teaching me to have hope and believe in myself. My mom is the best!! She's like no other mom, as a teenager, I understand what she wants from me. I love my mom.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
My First Week as a College Student
"You can do it!!" Were the words that came out of my mom's mouth as I found out I was accepted to the UNO Summer Scholars program. Much juniors in high school don't even think about what college life is, including me, I thought this experience would be fun and easy. Well at least it was fun but easy is not the word I would tend to use for this type of program. It's really challenging, but if you put your mind to it you can get through it.
Walking down the halls and into room 126 was very exciting, Monday morning. As I walked side by side with the rest of the class I noticed I was about twenty minutes early for class. When I entered the classit was dark, but as soon as the lights were turned on, black shiny tables were arranged in a big square surrounded by comfortable chairs that were a reddish orange color. The room seemed very bright as I sat down to wait for instructions.
When Ms. Hellen, a tall women with very long black hair, walked in and greeted us, I felt scared and lost. As she sat down, she talked a bit about herself, explained the course we were taking and went straight to handing out packets.
As the week went on, the class seemed to get harder. After the first day, we were told to read about a chapter everyday.The chapters are long and sometimes hard to understand and on top of that I had to start a 1200 word esay.Having homeork over the summer was not something I
was expecting, but as the week went forward it got easyer as I learned I had to be awake and on time for class everyday.
Being a college student, you have to have time for everything, and as my first week was finished
I learned that it is nothing like high school. The profesor does not care if you have things done or not, her expectations are set and we atleast need to meet her half way.
Walking down the halls and into room 126 was very exciting, Monday morning. As I walked side by side with the rest of the class I noticed I was about twenty minutes early for class. When I entered the classit was dark, but as soon as the lights were turned on, black shiny tables were arranged in a big square surrounded by comfortable chairs that were a reddish orange color. The room seemed very bright as I sat down to wait for instructions.
When Ms. Hellen, a tall women with very long black hair, walked in and greeted us, I felt scared and lost. As she sat down, she talked a bit about herself, explained the course we were taking and went straight to handing out packets.
As the week went on, the class seemed to get harder. After the first day, we were told to read about a chapter everyday.The chapters are long and sometimes hard to understand and on top of that I had to start a 1200 word esay.Having homeork over the summer was not something I
was expecting, but as the week went forward it got easyer as I learned I had to be awake and on time for class everyday.
Being a college student, you have to have time for everything, and as my first week was finished
I learned that it is nothing like high school. The profesor does not care if you have things done or not, her expectations are set and we atleast need to meet her half way.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Residential Life with Summer Scholars
As a Junior in high school, most students don't worry about filing out applications to get admitted to college or even thinking of being admitted to college, but of coarse some of us students in high school want an extra challenge or a new begging to a wonderful summer story. Filing up my suite case was as hard as writing that entrance essay to the program, but after all I'm happy to have lived this experience. As I learned I was accepted I was happy and ready to get out out my house for a full weekend. I thought to myself Yay!! No parents!
Driving off to the residency was full of emotions, I didn't cry but I was sad because I wasn't going to see those who would stay back at home. After checking in that morning, going up the elevator and into my suite was so out of the ordinary. As I opened the first door I said to myself, Omg! I could get used to this. My family helped unpack and soon after that i was changing into gym clothes to go off into an activity.
the camp was very fun, but scary at most parts. the most challenging to me was getting up 45 feet high off the ground. At first I was excited to get up off the ground, but as soon I as I looked down I freaked. As I started finishing the first part I cried of happyness. During the challenge I thought I would die and never be done, but yes finally I said to myself I'm done. I enjoyed everything because I pushed myself.I never though I would do anything that crazy. I learned that if you push yourself to a goal you always get it done as long as you never give up!
The next few days were awesome no parents and curfew was at two a.m. Having to make my own decisions was great, but waking up the next morning was horrible. Making bad decisions like waking up late was not affordable because getting up for class was just the easy part but actually staying awake throughout the lectures was hard. The best part was managing your time and getting things done. College is something unexpected. All the activities were fun. I enjoyed myself a lot. That was the first time I was ever away from home and coming back felt so strange.
Residential life ends up being as fun as you make it. I enjoyed every moment with my peers and the RTA's they helped the most with bringing me up and partying with us was fun. There were times when they got down to our level and tried to understand everything we were asking. The best time I had was when the RTA's joined in and tried to have fun with us!
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