When my older sister went off to college, I had never seen a more driven, mature and intelligent 18 year old look so terrified and reluctant to leave her home just a few states away. Caroline had spent the majority of her high school years stressed, angry and tired, holed up in her single room acing more APs than I can count with two hands. My sister knew from the time she could read that success meant getting into an Ivy, even if the price was throwing away all human contact or not. Myself, was not so sure. I had been shaped by a front-row-seat to the 24-hour shows of a hormonal workaholic—years spent listening to crying, yelling, and disturbing silences from upstairs in Caroline’s room taught me that in order to earn a college acceptance,
It took me what seem like forever to be able to live out my dream of coming back to Texas Tech University. I told myself from the beginning of my college career that no matter what happens I will finish where I started not knowing what would soon happen. During second semester of my freshman year my father lost his leg due to an accident. Those times were the hardest not only for him but also for our family. My father lost his job, my mother had to work more and I made the choice to go back home to help out financially.
Throughout my educational years, I noticed a pattern. Every year the teachers would warn us about the upcoming year, and how they are preparing us for higher education. In elementary school, the teachers got us ready for middle school. In middle school, the teachers got us ready for high school. When I finally got to high school, naturally, I was nervous the first week.
Before I was completely cleared to go to Northern, I had to appear before the school board and tell them why I wanted to got to Northern. When I arrived to the meeting, it seemed that the hallway stretched out as I walked towards the door. Soon enough, I made it to the door and made my appearance. This is just one of the few obstacles I faced to get to high school.
Imagine going to the same school for 10 years, only to move away in the middle of 7th grade. Transferring schools, that was my life. I’d gone to Ocosta for 9 ½ years, from two years of preschool to the first semester of 7th grade, so the prospect of changing schools absolutely terrified me. However, when 8th grade started, I enrolled in the Aberdeen district and found my own way. Overall, my decision to switch schools was a much needed and very freeing change.
Admission Essay I am an international student who have been in the United States for six years. My plan is to transfer to an university to achieve an undergraduate degree in Marketing. I am originally from Vietnam and my family has a business of producing and exporting furnitures overseas. We have been taking orders from foreign countries such as New Zealand, Australia, and America.
My goals after college are to open my own therapeutic clinic and to become a physical therapist. I will accomplish this goal by diligently working in my classes and saving little by little to open up my clinic. Auburn university will help me accomplish this goal because I would receive the proper material with your rigorous curriculum. and with your state of the art facilities I would be successful in my
Have you ever realized that as you get older you slowly have less and less time to do anything fun or spontaneous? For me, I may not be considered old, but lately it seems to be getting harder to do anything such as hanging out with friends, hanging out with my girlfriend, and even just watching television. As I get older it is becoming increasingly difficult to stay young. All of my time has been taken with the pressures of school, so that I can build a career, and working 2 jobs. I’ve been working at McDonalds for about 3 years and The Home Depot for almost a year now.
I have experienced failure throughout my whole life. Though, the most recent failures I have experienced are when I entered the college. As one of the Best Player of the Year at soccer in high school, I took it for granted thinking that at my level, it would be okay for me not to continue practice soccer for the summer. Instead, I focus my whole summer working at two jobs near my house. As a result, I have learned a lesson the hard way.
Returning to college for me was something that really came unexpectedly. I joined the military in 2008 after stopping just three credits short of my degree in Culinary Arts at the Art Institute of Ft Lauderdale. I surely thought when I joined the Army that it would be my career until retirement so college was never in the books for me. However, as fate would have it I am here today recently retired from the Army at the age of 32 and enrolled as a full-time student. Even though my return to college was not planned I am truly excited to become proficient in a new trade.
As an upcoming freshman in college I have realized many things looking back at my high school career, and home life outside of school. I use to wish for time to speed up so I could hurry and become my own person, a young adult and now I will truly miss it but I know my time was well spent because I used it wisely by partaking in opportunities to better myself, and spending my time wisely In and outside of school. I can truly say I tried all throughout school to find new ways to get involved with my school, community, and people around me.
As we grow older and progress from the days of nap time and color books of kindergarten to the football games and school dances of high school we undoubtedly change a great deal. We change how we dress, what we like, and even who we are friends with, but through all this turnover there is one persistent question that remains, “What do you want to be when you grow up?”. I have always dreaded being asked this question partially because it is such an infinitely complex question that requires such a rudimentary answer but also because I have never truly realized what I wanted to be when I had ceased to grow. This was none more apparent than in my first month of kindergarten. It was about an hour towards the end of the school day when we were asked to answer the seemingly straightforward question.
With senior year of high school coming to a close, comes an overwhelming amount of stress about moving away to college. At the beginning of this school year, I was eager to leave and excited to go away, but I came to a realization that leaving home alarms me. At this point in time, I began to notice just how much my parents do for me and just ruminating about everything I would have to do on my own now, makes me nervous. School has never been an issue for me but what my friends say about college, makes it even more petrified to go. Being constantly asked questions like, “how do you always get your work done?” or “how do you have such good time management?” reassures me that I will do fine in college.
UGG!! I hate college. We have to study for a test already. I mean it's our first day. Why do we already have a test!?
The great part about this degree is I can do different things with it so I can explore the best job for me. The preperation for this degree sounds extremely exciting. A lot of classes I will take has a lot of hands on components. I do not understand why they are making me take some of the classes such as statistics but in the end I am sure I will find out exactly why I need it. My strengths going into this degree is having a background with livestock and having an intrest in animals.
