College Admissions Essay: A Career In Modern Languages

I've never considered myself the result of a cookie cutter mold, but the older I get, the more I wonder about that. Everyone thinks they're one of a kind. Everyone thinks they're unique and quirky and special. Is there really something that makes each individual special? What could possibly make over seven billion people all unique? I grew up with all boys, and that impacts me. My childhood was chock full of biking off-road, building odd contraptions in the neighbors' shed, and burrowing the biggest snow forts we could, without regards to the Minnesota weather. When I was six years old, I started balancing neighborhood shenanigans and Softball. It became part of me, and I loved everything about it. The ring of a ball ricocheting off the ball, the feel of the ball's seams as they rolled off my fingers, and the

Something that make me smile, gets me excited, makes me do something is softball. I have played ball all since the day I could walk. I started off playing baseball since I was 2 years old. Then at age 8 I went on to play softball for a select softball team in Pearland. Playing softball has always made me smile! I love the intensity, excitement, and the teamwork that is used to play ball. We all look out for each other and try to pick each other up even when we are not all in the spirit. Some activities that involve science, technology, engineering, and math that I find to be fun is robotics and underwater robotics. Robotics has always been a big part in my life because my dad is a robotics teacher for this school and I always loved playing

My career goal is to be a successful fiction author and to publish over two full series. I’ve chosen this career because I’ve already started writing and I love it. I think that I’d be good at writing because I’m really creative and I love to read, then scribble down whatever pops into my head. I’m always in the middle of writing something and my finger hitting the computer keys is not an uncommon sound. This makes me assume that I’d be good at writing as a career.

As a child, I remember always saying I want to live in a large house with all my close relatives. In retrospect, that was my greatest but far fetched fantasy, since I did not realize then how divided and chaotic my life truly was. I still don’t, since they say I pushed down all my unpleasant memories, and when I’m ready they’ll come out. I often regain glimpses of the past that hurt me deeply, so I wonder do I genuinely want to remember everything? Let’s rewind. A nickname for the South is the Bible Belt. Church is a part of everyone’s life, no matter what the social class. You pray for every meal, and every day and night you pray. I didn’t pray. There are so many different words that describe beautiful ways to worship, but I can think of none. I memorize the words I hear every day, like the Lord’s prayer, I repeat them, but no belief is held behind the words. I stare at the worshippers with their eyes closed and wonder how the same words have so much meaning for them. As I go home to my mother, her boyfriend and my step sister, I find the reason why I can’t pray. No matter how hard I deny it, they’re still the reason why.

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.

The scorching oil splashed across my father’s forearm as he worked in a frantic hurry, ignoring the searing heat that ate away his flesh. He absorbed the trauma, swallowed the pain, and continued frying the chicken wings for his upcoming customers. Whenever he came home after toiling twelve hours a day in the cramped, hot kitchen, all I noticed was that permanent scar and the dark bags under his eyes. Noticing how closely I was watching him, my father held my face with his rough hands and reassured me, “I will make sure you will have a better life than mine.”

A college education will take me many places and open up many career opportunities for me. Without a college education, I would not be prepared for the cruel world. Going to college will help me develop the skills that are essential to be successful in this world. The motto that pushes me to get through my day is “you only get out what you put in”. Throughout my time in college, I have learned more about myself, and who I truly am. By keeping myself involved on campus, I have made connections and have built relationships with my peers. After my time at Kansas State University, my goal is to become a physical therapist because it will allow me to help make an impact on others. Without a college education I would be stopping myself from achieving my goals.

I’ve always been that kind of guy who was good with numbers. Throughout my school years, I never had the desire to put in extra effort when it came to English classes or written works. My focus really seemed to rotate around a desire to be a hundred and ten percent into computers and technologies. I assumed that I would always have access to word processors or the Internet if I ever needed spell checking or literacy advice, or at least that’s how I summarized it. So, that philosophy only worked for so long, in a nutshell, less than two years into my first career job!

We all go through hard things in our lives. Some of these changes alter the way we live negatively while others bring around great positive change. I have gone through one of these changes and I believe I have greatly progressed as a person from it. I came here from Iran, speaking very little English and I believe myself to be relatively fluent now. I came to Trade Tech to learn more about my passion, chemistry. In Iran, I graduated from a pre-university with the equivalent of an Associates Degree in Chemistry. Here, at Trade Tech, I am double majoring in Chemistry and Math and hope to earn an Associates Degree in Chemistry and transfering to a UC or Ivy League college.

The city of New York is where I reside, mostly when I'm not flying around the world in my elegant, exclusive, exorbitant jet; I'd always mention with a wink. I'm living the dream. Waking up to the warmth of the sun as my alarm, the view of the alluring country from my apartment and Mr. Awares, my butler the man who dresses me... haha okay, I’m not that lazy. Where do I see myself 10 years from where I stand now? A question I could never answer until 10:03pm or was it 10:05pm? Well, who knows, I fell asleep.

College is a very important time in anyone’s life. It’s a time where boys and girls turn into men and women. It’s a time where people learn valuable life skills, and how to live on their own. Choosing the right college is an incredibly important decision. Colleges come in a wide variety of shapes and sizes, specialties and strong points, as well as cultures and diversities. As a senior that will soon be on my way to a college is campus, it is vital for me to figure how I will fit in with the rest of the student body. As a human I have a unique mindset, just like everyone else, complete with values and morals that differ from everyone else’s. I also have a unique high school repertoire which encompasses many of my academic

College is the first step in a student’s life in the transition from being a kid into adulthood. As a young child, I had always had 1-2 careers in mind I would like to pursue. My interest in everything finance came early. Each and every Christmas for about 4 straight years I would ask for a toy ATM. My impression at the time is that I would get “unlimited money”. When I finally got one, I would not let go of it. My interest in money didn’t stop there. I was always curious about the way money works and the how the Federal Reserve incorporates and controls it. My interests led me to frequent trips to Washington, D.C. to see the Federal Reserve Bank and other landmarks such as the Capitol and even the White House. I actually discovered and gained

Each morning I wake up and I put on my uniform. As I lace my boots and fix my collar, I ask myself why I put this uniform on every morning. My answers vary by day, but it all comes down to responsibility. A seemingly specific answer can actually be quite broad. I fulfill a duty responsibility to myself, my community, my country, and my world.

I wrote my first short story when I was eight-years-old. It evolved into a complex story as the years went by, and that story will someday be a children’s book. I will admit, though, that I did not always want to major in English. In second grade, my weeks consisted of wrapping my dog’s “broken” legs in toilet paper and researching diseases and cures. Other weeks included writing short stories and attempting to teach my dogs how to read. When literature became a higher priority, my desire to become a physician faded into a desire to become a writer.

I started working at as young of an age as I could. Everything costs money, so I had to get a job if I wanted anything. I know better than most people how much hard work can pay off. I have worked as hard as I can at anything I do for that reason.