#composition 3

[lclarkdevised1]

Sounds

-woman laughing (Woyzek’s hatred of being used, being taken advantage of)

-gentle stream (fantasy of calm, tranquil, cool, water)

-posh party (desire for wealth, status)

[magictransistor]

Yves Tanguy. Composition 3, Hand in the Clouds, Composition. 1927,1928.

[sergiodriguez-blog]

Composition 3

Sergio Rodriguez Jr.

Professor Stephen Kleinman

December 5th, 2014

Word Count: 642

A Means to an End

I am an only child and I had my own room in a two story house within a gated community located in what was typical Floridian suburbia. For some reason, I was always asked if I was intimidated by moving away from the Palm Beach to the north. That question never bothered me, but I always wondered why so many people thought about that. For me college was always a means to an end, and I couldn’t accomplish what I am setting out to without putting myself out into the world. Palm Beach would not have gotten me where I need to go.

I would be lying if I did not admit to my first term here being a blur. Between the long nights, the crazy weekends and the pedestrian commutes, time really meshes together. I no longer have school days. High school was all about making it out of freeway traffic in time for the first bell at 8:20 AM to ring on campus, and fighting for the parking spots closest to the buildings. Now I’m waking up at 9:00 to make my 10:00 AM class on Monday mornings approximately two blocks away from my dorm. This element alone has been exceptionally paramount to my transition because I feel as though it contributes further to my move into adulthood. The phrase time-management has never been so essential to my way of life. While it has been almost a blur to undergo higher education, it would be wrong to discredit the amount of stress caused by the ratio I have between my work-load and the time I have to complete it all. But my shift into college life goes even deeper than just school.

            I have always viewed education as the foundation for a thriving society, that being said I felt like high school was a waste of time. By the time I had turned 17 I was already prepared become a part of the work force and establish myself as a working-class citizen. I am here now, sowing the seeds of my career and yet I feel more relieved than ever. Now that all of my actions are efforts to further my career, I feel as though I’ve been given more purpose, and have more reason to really think about my decisions as an adult individual. I’ve been forced to grow up, and I am not entirely upset about it because I have my whole life ahead of me.

In the end, the key is to take things one at a time and I have honestly come to feel at home with Drexel. My habits have all changed but I don’t necessarily feel negative about it, this is one the most exciting stages of my life and there is nothing notable that can make the coming years undesirable for me. What comes next is a direct relation to what comes now, and that idea is what keeps me open to all the changes that I will come to experience. It also keeps me interested in to the type of person I will become.

[sergiodriguez-blog]

[Rough Draft] Composition 3

Word Count: 416

I used to look up and feel the heat of the sun on a warm day with a low of 76 degrees Fahrenheit in the middle of November. Now as I walk among the streets of University City I can see my breath seep out of my scarf since my face is buried within it. It is a paradigm shift from every perspective I can think of, ever since I started my collegiate schooling I have lived a different life. My mornings, my eating habits, my mode of transit, and especially my restroom situation have all seen a different light. These transition however, is almost effortless because it is all so exciting.

I am an only child and I had my own room in a two story house within a gated community located in what was typical Floridian suburbia. For some reason, I was always asked if I was scared or intimidated by moving away from the Palm Beach to the north. That question never bothered me, but I always wondered why so many people thought about that. For me college was always a means to an end, and I couldn’t accomplish what I am setting out to without putting myself out into the world. Palm Beach would not have gotten me where I need to go.

I would be lying if I did not admit to my first term here being a blur. Between the long nights, the crazy weekends and the pedestrian commutes, time really meshes together. I no longer have school days. This element alone has been exceptionally paramount to my transition because I feel as though it contributes further to my move into adulthood.

The phrase time-management has never been so essential to my way of life. While it has been an almost effortless blur to undergo higher education, it would be wrong to discredit the amount of stress caused by the ratio I have between my work-load and the time I have to complete it all. In the end, the key is to take things one at a time and I have honestly come to feel at home with Drexel. My habits have all changed but I don’t necessarily feel negative about it, this is one the most exciting stages of my life and there is nothing notable that can make this undesirable for me. What comes next is a direct relation to what comes now, and that idea is what keeps me open to all the changes that I experience.