The first day I ever really checked the mail was when it started getting cold here in Killeen, Texas. Usually my mom would check the mail, but it was the beginning of November and I was expecting something important. As I opened the mailbox I saw an envelope from Baylor. I rushed inside the house, convinced all my family to come around, and opened the envelope. There it was, my acceptance letter, I got in. Getting into Baylor made me realize fate was real. I was beyond excited, because there were so many signs that this was meant for me.
I didn’t apply or want to attend Baylor initially. Matter of fact back in August I had withdrawn from Prairie View A&M University after what was a complicated admission process. At that time, I didn’t know
I am interested in attending UNC Wilmington for one reason being a program that is offered that I am planning to study which is sports medicine and this leads me into more medical programs that I am interested in for the future. The location of UNCW is in the town I live in and so it is by the beach which are factors that I keep in mind. Growing up in Wilmington has given me the chance to participate in the Little Seahawks Program as a kid, attend many basketball camps and volunteer or play in the Leon Brogden Tournament which was held at UNCW and so I have been able to get a taste of the campus through all of these events throughout my life. Over the summer of 2017 my high school basketball coach has grown a relationship with the women’s basketball
The result was horrendous to be an understatement, I soon saw myself in poor academic standing and with financial aid out of my grasp, I made the difficult decision to withdraw and return to my hometown. I never felt so disappointed in myself and scared for what my future would hold that day. I did not know if I would ever have the opportunity to return or whether I would have an opportunity such as that in my grasp again. I took a year off afterwards to work and to find the motivation, drive and identity that I lost as a student which many hold at that young age. I did enroll in my local community college, Gavilan College. I began taking courses that I needed to take to transfer to a university and took one semester at a time. I am now nearing the end of my junior college career and have improved tremendously in my ability to manage e my time and pass my courses at a much higher level than when I was at
You’ve been looking forward to your 4th of July…a weekend of your newly found Independence…when, just a mere two weeks ago you delivered a hand-written, heart-felt note…to You Know Who…scribbling out something like…
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
Admission awards at a college or university usually transpire only after successfully passing a series of academic qualifying standards as the chief component of an overall admissions process. Exceptions to that process include possession of extraordinary athletic ability or artistic talent desired by an institution. In other words, the ball remains in their court unless an applicant adds something special. Stanford University probably offers one of the premier exceptions requiring both outstanding academics and athletic abilities regarding athletic scholarship. Otherwise, especially concerning state colleges and universities, a highly competitive process ensues due to the sheer number of applicants received annually versus the number of
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
The day of the ACT has come. I anxiously stumble toward an empty desk. The test proctor glares at me as we begin. The other test takers seem so calm, with their #2 pencils lined up neatly on their desks. All I have are #3 pencils! Even worse: I have showed up to the test in my underwear!
Imagine not having to take the ACT or SAT and still getting into college. Well, Harvard has put forward the ideas of changes to their admission programs. I agree with Harvard’s proposed changes to college admissions because they are putting more emphasis on involvement with the community or family than grades on a standardized test. As the article states, “giving students clear opportunities to report their contributions to their families on their college applications … can help underprivileged students” (Stump). With these new changes requested, students don’t have to focus on studying for hours for tests when they can be helping do better activities. Although the standardized testing has been in the college admission system for years now,
Hello there! Delayed as this email may be, I do hope to still be granted, the opportunity to speak with you today! Ordinarily, I wouldn't be so unprofessional, I took a trip with my family over the weekend, though, to a place with such poor service, that I would type something out, and then lose all reception! Consequently, losing every sentence, that I had just put down, along with it. Frustrating, yes, that it was! Generally speaking, my life could, sometimes, make for a side-splitting comedy series! Allbeit, much more desireable than a life filled with tragedies. Therefore, I'm not complaining! Finally though, I am home and can correspond with you! Once again, truly sorry. I would have definitely felt let down, had I not heard back from
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.
For many, college is one of the most existentially demanding periods of their lives. The pressure to choose a career, live independently and navigate social demands can leave students questioning who they are, the meaning of life, and if college itself has meaning. Despite its cultural association with freedom, college can lead to feelings of entrapment and powerlessness. These feelings can arise from physical restrictions, such as living in crowded dorm rooms, course and major requirements, the burden of student loans, juggling school and work, and the need to select a career path upon entry to college. At a time when questions of identity are at the forefront, these burdens are often one too many, and students, especially those who struggle
My mom signed me up for the community library when I just turned 6 years old. Even if I did not know how to properly read at the time, I had to go there every afternoon to keep myself busy as an only child. Being opened to books at such an early clearly has had a major impact on my life and personality. From the local tales of my beloved Senegalese society to the deep and sophisticated French literature, I have traveled through cultures and generations. Whether it is Emile Zola’s collection of novels or Albert Camus’s philosophical texts, these books raised me and taught me about life, love, and resilience. As times went by, reading was no more a regular pastime but a detrimental part of my existence. The lessons and morality I gained from each story always pushed me to challenge the status quo, to be curious, to be adventurous but most importantly to be a problem solver.