College Admissions Essay: Improving My Life

I remember waking up that day and that feeling in my stomach, knowing what was about to happen. Growing up I knew about my father's sickness. My family, I recall, was always supportive. No one ever thinks about how one day, everyone you’re around for years, can just vanish. I cherished my friends as I was growing up. I lived there for a majority of my life, up until fourth grade. I remember sitting at a neighbor's house and having the mother come into the room and inform me that I need to be home swiftly. As I ran home, my head was crowded with thoughts to the point where I could not even think about why I was supposed to be home quickly. That day marked the transition of what would be the biggest change in my life. As by dad became sicker,

I've always been the odd man out on any sports team who looked forward to conditioning at the end of practice and would hold my plank an extra few seconds until I really felt the pain. I loved pushing myself beyond my expected limits and the satisfaction of leaving the gym knowing I gave my full effort. Although the thought of taking a weight lifting class was extremely intimidating, I acknowledged my deep love for training and bettering myself.

I am a girl. I am blonde. I am a college student. I am an athlete. I am a girl, so I am only concerned with my physical appearance. I am blonde, so I am unintelligent and gullible. I am a college student, so I go out and party every weekend. I am an athlete, so I do not do well in school.

As the famous bodybuilder Arnold Schwarzenegger once said, “Training gives us an outlet for suppressed energies created by stress and thus tones the spirit just as exercise conditions the body.” During my 3 years of training, I learned much about what it takes to make an out of shape person to a healthy and fit person with just the right decisions and knowledge. For instance, I learned the importance of consistency, in which in order to be actively fit and healthy, there must be consistency. As a young fitness fanatic, I

I see myself not depressed, nor a loser, but quiet and intellectual. I see myself as ok in my eyes. when I look in the mirror, I don’t see a loser or emo, but a nice person. I think of myself as passionate and understanding. When I hear about being stereotyped it doesn’t really affect

I really enjoyed your post, because of how motivated you sound. It almost had me wanting to change my career path. Your story is really inspiring. I liked how you are pursuing your dream. I used to do CrossFit, but it really began hurting my knee and shoulder joints? The instructor was very helpful in position and hand placement, but everytime I left the gym my shoulders and knee’s would ache for a couple of days. It got to the point that I was only attending the gym twice a week. I eventually gave it up and continued my regiment of running, pushups, and sittups. Does my story sound normal to you? Have you had people that have attended your gym and had to quit because of joint pain. I am 36 years old, with 17 years of active service in the

Goals, goals, goals they're what people think about and how they are going to achieve them in the future. My three goal in life are to get in the college of my choice, go skydiving and to get a well paying job. These three goals are important to me because they are what I am likely to achieve within the next ten years. As I grow and blossom into someone big, someone bigger than who I am today I don’t mean just physically but bigger intellectually, and more capable. These goals show me that if I want to achieve them, then I have to work hard to accomplish them.

At the start of my freshman year of highschool, I reluctantly enrolled in a weight training class. Coming into the school year, I was on the verge of being morbidly obese and at risk for my family’s history of diabetes and hypertension. It was scary at first; I was always afraid of people judging the way I looked or the amount of weight I could lift on the bar. After several months of beginner lifting, I took a big step forward and bought a gym membership to lift weights outside of school. I started out going once a week, then twice, then three times, and eventually as much as I could.

Other people tend to see me as a really funny person who is very outgoing. I love to be funny at school because I get bored and I want to lighten the mood by telling jokes and being funny. Also people think that I never leave my house when I get home from school. People know me as being very athletic and being good at all sports. I’ve always played baseball, basketball, and football.

When a lot of people look at me, they don’t see the real me. The way I come off is the complete opposite of what I really am. I come off as an athletic snob who doesn’t care what anyone thinks about me. But, that’s not who i am at all. I come off as a snob because I tell people exactly how I feel about them. I come off as an athletic jock just because I play sports. Many people see me many different ways, but i am a good example of not to judge a book by its cover.

I believe that in everything I do, I do to please God and not man. This belief plays a vital role in my personal and professional life. Throughout my life, I used to be very timid and afraid of everything. How I felt about myself and the things I do, was based on how other people treated me, approve of me or the need to receive recognition of others. I used to look toward people for gratification and appreciation; that resulted me into finding myself often feeling wearisome, disappointed, and overlooked. I continuously lived this vicious addictive cycle of pleasing others, which is known as a people pleaser. Then one day, I decided that in order for me to live the life that I wanted to live; then I needed to reevaluate myself and my beliefs.

About a month after I first entered the gym my mom booked me some sessions with a personal trainer, Dominic, as a surprise. During these sessions, I would learn about anatomy, how to do exercises correctly, and patience. I would always eagerly listen to him to learn new and better ways of getting bigger and stronger but I would constantly be reminded that I needed to have patience and stay dedicated. This was a difficult concept for me to grasp because I’ve always been guilty of seeking the easiest way out which was definitely a major reason for me quitting a majority of the sports and classes I was a part of when I was younger. At the end of my sessions with Dominic I had told myself that I wouldn’t let this hobby fade away as others had because I truly looked forward to everyday in the gym and looked forward to the new body that I could mold myself through hard

I think that people view me as a Keith Urban fanatic, A social studies fanatic, People think I’m homosexual, #1 fan of the freshman cheerleaders, etc. But that’s what I people think me. I honestly don’t care what people think of me, because this is who I really am.

Going through life, everyone experiences successes and failures, along with the ability to try new things. Starting high school, I never would have imagined going outside my inclusive bubble of my own interests. The first time I heard of Powerlifting was from my friend, Jayme, freshman year. She opened the idea of joining, but I thought Powerlifting wouldn't be for me. Later that year, Jayme invited me to attend the State Powerlifting Event. My initial plan was to go and support her. To my surprise, I was fascinated by the sport and wanted to learn more about it. Through listening, and watching videos of people lifting, I started to gain a lingering passion for Powerlifting.When I joined Powerlifting, my sophomore year, I was able to adventure outside of my comfort zone and find that my failures can lead to future success.

I don’t care what people think of me. Since I been in machine trades I have been coming to school in dirty clothes and not really caring. They can judge me, I am not worried about my social life. If you don’t like me for who I am, sorry I disappointed you.