College Admissions Essay: My Freshmen Year Of College Life

It’s very surprising to be honest. If I rewind my life to the very beginning of junior year, I would have never suspected that I would encounter multiple hardships one after another, each excessively worse than the last. Yes, junior year was extremely tough domestically and socially but little did I know that my horrid problems at home would affect me academically. Undeniably it was my will power and my strong belief in never giving up which steered my grades and my life to the straight path and made me realize that mistakes happen in life for a reason, they happen so we can learn from them, so we can share our story with others and help them avoid the hardships we encountered. When I reminisce at my junior year, I don’t extract sadness or

Being a senior in high school is bittersweet. We’ll all be done with a huge chapter in our lives that has taken up ⅔ of our book so far. Though I am sad to leave, I am even more excited. The school gave me some tips to survive in the college and the rest of my life. School has taught me many things from how to write an essay to how to find the power of a triangle to how to cook Spanakopita correctly. I have also learned a lot about myself and my beliefs.

Sophomore year of high school was a very different experience than the other years of school, mainly because, in English class, we had to use a blog. Most of the time, I used the Chrome browser to access it, but I occasionally used the Internet Explorer browser or Firefox browser. The host of the website was Weebly.com, a company that allows people to create their own website. When we made our blogs, we included many types of essays and reviews to videos or items we saw in class. Often times, this included attaching a hyperlink to a picture or text so that it would be easier to access a certain resource. This class allowed us to learn about certain websites and how they are formatted, like a wiki. Although it wasn’t a good source, we sometimes used Wikipedia because it was the easiest to use and find information about our topics.

My Junior Year of high school just recently started. I have learned so many different things while attending high school, and still have over a year to learn even more. As Matthew Kelly said, “whether you are sixteen or sixty, the rest of your life is ahead of you. You cannot change one moment of your past, but you can change your whole future.” This means while I have done a lot in my past, I cannot change anything that has already happened, but I am able to change my future. One of the most important things that I am involved in right now is school. My first two years at CBHS were good, and I made decent grades. Some of the grades that I made I am not very happy with now but I cannot change that so I need to focus on my grades right now because those are the ones I can change.

Ever since I could have a clear understanding of the roles doctors play in our society, and to remembering my first doctor's visit I instantly wanted to become one of those woman in a long white coat running around helping patients or performing a procedure. My passion for helping others is something that has empowered me to become a doctor. Because of my passion for helping individuals , my dream of one day becoming a surgeon ,I have decided to further my academic career at Virginia Commonwealth University ( Vcu ) . I plan on attending one of the finest medical schools in Virginia while also maintaining a job and balancing life as a college student and a mother.

Matthieu navigated the challenges of Sophomore year extremely well. He has matured as a student. He noted on his year-end reflection that he now is more responsible about doing his homework and completes assignments and prepares more in advance than he has in the past. Matthieu is quite ready for taking on the challenge of a new academic setting next year.

I’ve always been partial to the cold; it’s not that I’ve object to living in warmth, but I have, since a foolishly young child, thought that life’s worth more when the cold fronts begin settling in. Winter was always when I felt I could truly come alive. Much like the darkness of night, winter heralded in the idea that if less of the world might be available, everything else around you can become that much more beautiful. These ideals were true for so long…but then the temperature eventually hit a critical zero, and I, for quite some time, finally felt the weight under many seasons of frost. This story is seeing that frost, and trying to thaw afterwards.

I just can’t believe there is only few more days of high school left. As the days are getting closer and closer, it's getting sad. I still remember the day I stepped into Maine East High School as a Freshman, at that time, all I wished for was to graduate from this school with good grades. High school was not the way I imagined, it is way different from what I thought and definitely different from Middle School. Freshman year was the “exploring/adventure” year, finding where each classes were, what activities/clubs were offered at this school and many more. Freshman year went quickly and then Sophomore year came up. Sophomore year was probably the least stressful year in high school but from Sophomore year my family and friends started asking me the scariest question “What are you doing after high school, which career?

I have found a habit of building building castles out of daydreams, of dancing with delusions of grandeur with nothing under my feet and more than one occasion it has resulted in extraordinary disappointment. So, in an effort to keep me from watching my high hopes inevitably come crashing down, I tried to keep my mind blank when it came to my first year at Penn. No expectations; no disappointment. I figured I would find some sort of path to go down once I became acclimated to the Philadelphia atmosphere. That being said, I allowed myself to indulge in the simplest of goals: make friends, do good in school, and join a club or two. The simple things that everyone looks forward to when going to college. Now, with three weeks under my belt, I can

I was born and raised in Kerala, India, son of an arranged married couple with Indian ancestry. I am the eldest son with one little brother. Because I am the eldest child in the family I have to be little responsible and a good role model for my brother, and my younger cousins. Last four years of my life was like a magic to me. I would say those for the toughest time period I had to face. Some times I wish, “can this all be a dream and go back to my 5th grade year”. I don’t know, fifth grade till my eighth grade was the best years of my life. I could still remember visiting my cousins and family every week, visiting friends, playing cricket, family dinners, and so on. Four years ago, I moved to America. I still remember the exact date-April 18,

From ages one to five someone was constantly caring for me. Every move I made was watched. No freedom. I was not even my own person. At ages six to ten more freedom and responsibility came. I could pick out my own clothes, feed myself, and decide if I wanted to play barbies or babies. Eleven to fourteen are very confusing ages.I was trying to become my own person, instead of what my parents were. Ages fifteen to eighteen have definitely been the most challenging, but also the most fun years of my life.

Do you ever feel like you deserve better, well so did I. Over the freshman year of highschool I became friends with a few people who I called my friends until the middle of the summer before sophmore year. These were the people I considered to be the best I could get and all I would have in my highschool years. Over the course of freshman year I got to know these people for who they truly were, unsupportive, snarky, and apathetic. These friends led me to bad grades, low motivation, and no confidence whatsoever. These were people who never cared for me the way I did them. I was the giver in the friendship while they were the taker. It took me a while but I eventually built up the courage to say enough was enough, so I let them go, and in return

My last year of highschool has been both the toughest year of my life, and the most enlightening. Not only did it mark the passing of my grandmother, the beginning of my struggle with depression, and the realization of mundane adult life, but it also marked the point where I decided to deviate from the standard.

When I first enrolled in this course I thought it would be a good chance for me to meet new people with an interest in ballet, but I never thought that it would have a larger impact on myself. For instance, I did not believe that I would relate the world of ballet to my economics and statistic class that I am currently enrolled in as well, but that is exactly what I began to do. During these past 15 weeks I have learn much about myself, life, and ballet. The class is not what I ever imagined; however I would not change a thing about the class overall. Ballet like everything else has a rich history that although it does not seem important, or appear interesting is key to having an understanding of where it

What has my journey to graduation been like for me? My journey has been a crazy, fun-filled learning adventure. I met many goals and accomplishments I set for myself but I also faced some challenges on the way. For example, I finally met my goal of graduating with a 4.6 GPA and maintaining it. Also, I accomplished completing my last four years of grade school and now I am on the way to college. My last year has been interesting and there are many goals, accomplishments and challenges I can reflect on.