Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Hon 392: College Identity Crisis


One thing that one notices when entering the college world is that their identity changes. The student not only takes on a new identity, but many identities. It is no wonder that around 80% of college students go through high levels of stress daily according to Pavel Gurnik's article The Truth Behind an Average College Student. It isn't just the school work that gets the students stressing through this transformation, but the transformation itself.

When one is adopted into the college atmosphere they not only hold the ascribed statuses of male, female, 20 years old, or African American, but they also acquire the achieved status as high school graduate, the situational status of freshman, and the transitional status of degree seeker. These are only some of the titles they hold under these statuses. The variety of who they need to be becomes broader at this stage in their lives. As a result, they are overwhelmed with stress. While this analysis may seem surprising considering that people deal with identity and role changes every day, college is an agent of socialization that gives one the opportunity to take on more of these identity and roles than they would have in their average limited environment.

As a socializing mechanism, college's intent is to diversify and broaden its students. Because students on average have only 4 years, they are flooded with many identities to presume at once to undergo this educational experience. This can be overwhelming if one already assumes the titles daughter, sister, employee, friend, female, and tutor. On top of these titles college adds the titles student, researcher, workshop attendee, socialite, adult, writer, resource, and many others. This is especially hard to juggle when under standards of a higher achieving reference group. This can cause the student to view themselves more harshly against the scholars and doctors of the areas of their study. That is overwhelming enough to stir up a good percentage of the stress that they experience daily.

As a whole, humans don't experience stress because the amount of things they have to do, but because of the amount of identities they have to assume. The only reason humans commit the actions they do is because of the psychological and sociological roles they try to fulfill. Because a student has been socialized in the school structure they perform the academic tasks given to them when in the frame of the class. This behavior is also seen in parenting when a mother rushes to mend the wound of her bleeding child. The use of reference sources in society is the essential of how socialization occurs. People presume the titles that those around them assume when placed in a similiar circumstance, and once the majority of a culture agrees on the norms that when it becomes acceptable to presume many of these statuses outside of the ascribed ones. For college students, skipping a lecture or refusing a research project that occurs the same time as a family vacation may seem like a leeway in their new academic environment. When trying to balance being a student, family member, friend, and employee they experience identity overload, which lead to the amount of stress they experience, like many others that significant transitions that require taking on more identities.

In the end, stress is a factor that occurs because of the many identities humans have and the way they view themselves. This view of how one sees themselves in society influences the actions they commit to go along with that perception. Without the worries of a boss' expectations or the hours of studying to pass a test to remain an A student there would be nothing to stress about. Stress is all about maintaining one's image in their society, and college students know all to well about trying too balance their many faces.

Sunday, February 14, 2010


Dear God,


I am happy to say that I love You. For the last ten years of my life that hasn't changed. I just thought it was important to let You know that today. It is funny what we humans find love in these days. And God knows those things are forever changing (no irony intended). I find a permant love in You. Unfortunately, this letter may be awkward because I am having trouble conveying myself to You, but I just wanted to thank you for loving me.


S.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Now for some horrible poetry...

This is what I feel like right now:

Feel the Burn

The sun burns brightly on the secluded body of a tree,
Showing its aged and exposed young layers.
Slits of creme color spill from the bark of gray.
They are no longer hidden in the shadows of the canopy.
Light reflects off of the vunerabilities of the sturdy piece of wood,
Tearing down its prestige.
Suddenly its elegant branches and leaves of charm
Are minimized by the markings down the heart of its structure.
It has been revealed to all by the fire of the sky.
The beams of the brilliant sun brings it great heat
And the power to grow at all at once.
Rain's comforting nurture is not
Enough to strech it beyond its limits.
Nor was the soil from which it sprung
Sufficient for teaching it humility it needs
To stand with all of the significant lives in the forest.
Lumberjacks trotting through the forest that afternoon
Came across the common tree.
Repulsed by the uneven scaring,
They traveled on selecting the life of a tree whose flaws were hidden
To burn in a fire less gracious.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Kids in a lunch line

Today I realized that nothing has changed since elementary school. There is still yelling and giggling in the cafeteria. People are sharing food and spilling drinks, and unfortunately some of us still manage to get a stain in our favorite pair of pants. We still travel in flocks, and heaven forbid if we sat with anyone other than our friends. Standing in line to get our lunch is still the norm. And when it is all over and everyone gathers around to drop their tray off, there is still that weird kid that makes random noises for the fun of it. Yep, nothing has changed at all. We are "little kids" in "big kids" bodies. Then I ask myself the question:

Have I really grown up?

Well, I have gained more knowledge and a broader perspective. My body has even changed, but at the end of the day I do all of the things I did when I was younger just in different forms.