College Admissions Essay: I Want To Study In High School

Growing up I was never the kid who talked too much or got in trouble in the classroom for doing so. In my 18 years of living I have never been considered very talkative or vocal. My father would always tell me that talking too much could land you in a big heap of trouble so I refused to do so. He had a phrase, “One thing guaranteed for a person that talks too much is swollen lips”. Hearing that as a child was kind of funny to me, but as I have gotten older I now realize what he was interpreting. I have seen a lot of people get into altercations for running their mouth’s too much and swollen lips is usually the ending result. Although I don’t talk much, I believe I can hold a pretty decent conversation with someone I have things in common with. I use to avoid talking to strangers, but being put in different settings with nothing but strangers has helped me with that to a

My parents think of themselves as primarily self-sufficient. Because of this, we live on the peak of a hill in the middle of nowhere, far away from the hustle and bustle of our old home in the city. Although this is their ideal life, they realized that it may prevent me from expanding my own horizons. They have always encouraged me to follow my interests, even when it meant moving away from home at sixteen to go to college. Throughout my entire childhood, they have done everything in their power to ensure that I am prepared for the future. I believe that my parents have crafted me into a well-rounded individual by proving to me that any person can define their own version of success.

School,a place that most of us hate;I know I did so I dropped out in the tenth grade and soon realized that it was a huge mistake. I started to have great remorse that I wasn't going to finish an education that was practically being handed to me. Dropping out was the hardest challenge that I had to overcome because,it was a major setback in my credits needed to graduate high school.

I want to end this story on a happy note. I really do. But I dread me going away to college, leaving Inaara in high school. But I dread the idea of me pouring all of my hard work into this essay and only see the minus on my transcript. But I dread the day I'm going to have to confront Andrew, the kid with aspirations to football in college, about playing lineman instead of wide receiver again next season, signifying the fact that our passing in the morning had truly been for nothing. At least the essay I’ve dreaded for so long is now finished.

This summer, I will have an opportunity to join a team from my church in a mission to Nejapa, Nicaragua. This project will focus on providing humanitarian relief and the presentation of the story of Jesus, beginning on June 16 and lasting through June 21.

That brings me to this year, and it has been nothing short of a blessing. I didn’t do basketball for my senior year, just to get prepared for the vault. I worked out every other day in the winter, letting my body rest in between days and going as hard as possible when I was at the Y. I went two times a week to St. Louis, just to work on everything that I could for this vault season. My passion stemmed from my junior year, and with all the success I had, I just wanted more. I told myself Junior year that I would work as hard as possible over the offseason to get first place at that Illinois College meet. I wanted to show everyone that I could go from dead last my freshman year, all the way to winning the whole thing my senior year.

It has always been hard for me to properly envision my future, as it is always changing. As a child I thought of becoming a doctor, in middle school I dreamt of becoming a journalist, and my plans for the future are still shifting. However, there has always been one common element among my aspirations for the future, and that is the desire to engage in and improve the lives of others. This central desire is what leads me to choose Georgetown as the school which perfectly encapsulates my interests.

When grabbing my assignments off of the printer in the office for high school, something always seems to catch my eye. The bright streetlight shining through the window reflecting off mounted frames with very important pieces of paper inside. I stand there and lean out of the way of the light beaming into the room to read each line. I have done this with my parent’s degrees ever since I was little. I always knew they were important and that someday, I too would have them. Now, I realize how these pieces of paper are much more than a degree; they are hard work, sacrifice and opportunities.

Excelling in everything I do is a goal that I strive for no matter what it is I’m doing. I have worked so hard for everything I’ve achieved throughout my four years of high school, and have been accepted into the Naval Academy Preparatory School because of that determination. Being one step closer to an appointment to the United States Naval Academy has not only kept my eye on the prize, but has also pushed me harder to keep doing my absolute best.

Ever since I can remember, my parents have encouraged me to go to college. Neither of my parents went to college, but they never really made it an option for me and my sister to not go. When I was a baby, my parents got divorced and for most of my life I’ve lived with my single mom. The beginning of my senior year of high school, when it came time for me to decide what I wanted to do with my future, it was an easy choice that I would be attending college. The not so easy choice was trying to decide where I wanted to go. Unfortunately, as much as my mom wanted to help me pay for college, she couldn’t afford to help me at all. The thing that originally drew me to Central was the campus and all the opportunities that are offered, but after seeing

Attending high school, just like attendign college is about finding oneself, working hard, introducing challenging ideas and solutions, making friends, and altogether growing up. Receiving education from an urban highschool could make the continuation of education a difficult task due to over crowding in the classrooms or lack of funding for materials. Another problem that seems to be in place is what is thoguht about when hearing urban schools. Many think about one extreme or another: a student comes from a wealthy family or a student comes from a poor family, espeically when comparing public and private institutions. While monetary funds do play a role in the college process, that is not the only defining factor.

Decisions are everything in life, they choose everything from your future to your destiny. Such as my life after high school I will either go to college or work at McDonalds. After that last sentence I have came to a conclusion that college is the decision for me. College will be one of the hardest decisions of your life, it's like in fourth grade picking rock, paper, or scissors; you want to pick the right one. There are three main colleges I want to choose from and I would be happy with any one of them no matter what. The three colleges I want all have pretty good track teams which is a must, and a wide range of medical courses. I will be examining the three schools with the criteria of good athletics, has a wide range of medical courses,

As I have come closer and closer to my end of formal education, I have reflected on what I want to accomplish by the time I enter into college, which is approaching very soon. I have worked extremely hard in school and out of school to keep up with my tough academic courses, lacrosse, and community service. It has been imperative for me to work hard in high school because the knowledge I have learned from all of my amazing teachers has led me to a point where I can gather all of that knowledge and apply it to a specific field of work. If I keep working hard in college, I will open up opportunities for myself to gain internships, which will shape my future for a potential job that can arise. I strive to make a difference and lead in the technological

In school there are a lot of different rules. In elementary you have it kind of easy. You can wait to do your work, the grades are different. But once you get to middle school and high school it’s so different. In my family good grades are expected, and besides getting good grades only takes you to make some effort, and to study! Getting good grades can help you in life, like getting a diploma and a job.

I decided to drop out my freshman year of high school. Dropping out of school is because my grandma past on my 15th birthday, but promising me before her death that she would be there with me through my journey of high school. I was at a basketball game when I found out my grandma had fell from using the toilet and couldn’t breath, my uncle "grandpa" was the one at the house with her at the time of her fall. He tried recovering her with oxygen and providing her CPR. He brought her back, but then 30 seconds later she past again. He called the paramedics, they have arrived to the scene immediately after the call. They rushed her to the hospital. I was at the basketball game when I got the second call from my cousins' stating that my grandma