College Admissions Essays - A Photograph

Impatiently waiting for my friends to pick me up, I spot, across the room, my bulletin board. Leaning up against the wall, slips of paper, I thought were important enough to remember, are pinned up, overlapping each other. Ordinarily, I would walk right by, however, I stopped to take a glance.

Creating an image of perfection in society is exhausting and can cause us to lose

Picture a road, it’s smooth with no pot holes or bumps, the paint that marks the middle and edges glows bright in the sunlight. Tall green trees stand sentinel on one side, on the other, an endless field of wildflowers, one in every color. If you were to stand in the middle of this road and look down it till it fades into the horizon, because it does not yet have any turns, you would see only endless possibility. This road is you education, this is what your road looked like when you began kinagardan, beautiful and perfect, but from that moment on everything you have done has affected your road.

I’ve always been interested in the field of medicine. When I was being born, I almost died, being saved only by the ingenuity of a Nurse Day for whom my middle name is dedicated to. Above all else, I want to have an impact on the quality of life for others, and I think the University of Pennsylvania is one of, if not the, best ways to do that. Its bioengineering department is consistently ranked to be the most rigorous in the field, and I can handle rigor.

Ever since I can remember I have had an intense curiosity about the world and the people in it. This is probably due mostly to my parents who read to me nonstop but it has fuelled most of my learning experiences and given me a love of the world and of people, and the understanding of both of those. This love was further developed when I began four years of learning Attic Greek and Latin through a classical education. Then, after yearning to go overseas since I was eight years old and saving for it most of the time since then, I made it to England for six weeks this summer. Here my appetite for understanding is being indulged not just with words and pictures but with real world experiences which I can touch, see, and hear. Now, as I near the end of my stay, I am looking ahead to the rest of high school and I have decided I want to make the most of my junior and

Trying to decide what to do for the rest of my life is a hassle. I have to consider what I do well, what I enjoy, and how much income I would like to make. No one wants to wake up every morning hating their lives because they have to work long hours doing something they do not enjoy just to earn an income. The more a person loves their job, the better they will be at it and the more they will be willing to go to work. After spending many years being indecisive about my future, I have finally committed to pursue a career in speech pathology at Nicholls State University.

Driving to Starbucks in Arvada and the weather was calm, cool and collective. It became the most interesting, graceful and intense summer that year. It was summer of 2012 and I sat across my bible study leader surrounded by coffee at Starbucks as she told me to grip the coffee cup. She used it as an analogy as accepting Christ in my life. As I took the coffee cup and accepted Christ as my savior, my life has forever changed and the blessings have been flowing into my life that only GOD can give. I have chosen Colorado Christian University as my choice of college to finish out my bachelor’s degree because I have a strong ambition to chase after a relationship with Jesus. I want to use my spiritual gifts I have been given to spread the love of Jesus

of reference, I realized I needed fraternity. I realized I needed camaraderie. I realized I needed to be a Whiffenpoof.

It is not for the first time that I stand on the crossroads of making a much calculated decision. A judgment call, not a product of mere intuition but of much introspection, soul-searching and self-examination. When ever I find myself apt to embark on a new journey I look back to evaluate my-self; trace the sequence of events that ultimately lead me to a follow a particular path. In retrospect I find myself fortunate to have been groomed in an all-rounded education system. A system that transformed a child who was reluctant and shy to even engage in a conversation to someone who made it a passion to step-up on stage to educate others.

Maya Angelou once said “My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style”. I believe that some people are complacent with mediocrity and therefore do not try to excel to their highest potential. As for me, furthering my future by attending college will help rise above the horizon of being average. I want to put my willing, intellectual, open mindedness, and so much more to good use.

From the very first day of freshmen year in high school, determining what college you will attend is an idea constantly engraved into students’ heads. Teachers apply a constant gentle pressure to motivate students to get good grades, become involved in extracurricular activities, and find an area of interest to assist in selecting a college major down the road. Students endure the four years of high school, some working part-time jobs, to afford weekend entertainment, miscellaneous expenses—such as Whataburger after a Friday night football game, or gasoline for their car. However, the requirement to decide between a career and education is only beginning to become a reality for many. Some students decided to take time off after their high school

Since the time when I was little, my parents always encourage me to do the best, work hard, become educated and have a positive life style at a very young age. My earliest memories are that of reading interesting books because I love to read and do my science whiz experiments. However, I also had great interests in playing with Lego pieces and conducting fun chemistry games in my own tiny lab. It was a fun time for me; at least that’s how I recall it now. The only things I had to worry about were: what will I have for lunch today, which chemistry game or Lego pieces do I want to play with and my team winning the sports games I use to compete in.

If someone asked me where I am going to be in ten years, this would be my answer. I will have a great, high-paying job, and beautiful wife and family, and a nice sports car parked in front of my lovely house. When I look into the future, I see myself being successful and happy. Even though I always pictured myself this way, I never worried too much about how I would get there. I feel the Suffolk University can lay the groundwork for making these dreams into reality.

Coming from a family that supports and pushes you to do your best, has been the best encouragement in life. When I had started Kindergarten ten years ago, I was like any other child, ready to learn. It was difficult for me and for other children to successfully learn a whole new language. It is understandable that it was equally challenging for the teachers to help us understand. While some did try, others only assumed it was better to retain those students in the same grade so that they could keep learning.

Thousands of years after survival of the fittest human races depended upon instruments of warfare, the pen, a tool not designed for combat, was declared "mightier than the sword" by Benjamin Franklin (World of Quotes, 2003). Ironically it was one of the first human weapons, the sharpened stone, that was a precursor to pen and paper when it was used to etch drawings upon cave-wall dwellings (Bellis, 2004). Long use of these concrete implements forged abstractions of them. Pen and paper have been interiorized into social practices and language (ex. "back to the drawing board"), and have been instrumental to the externalization of our innermost thoughts and emotions. Pen and paper will be examined together as each is the other 's raison d 'etre. The manifold impacts pen and paper had upon industry, social practices and education will be contemplated.