College Admissions Essay: Pride On The Breach

Every day, every one, in the world goes through a challenge, big or small. They affect and impact us significantly. They change the way we think, love, act, and approach or do things. Challenges either frighten or motivate us, but they are what make us the person we are today.

Overcoming my timidness may not seem like such an important deed, but when I look back, I recognize how much it held me back. The fear of speaking up crippled me and caused me to be unable to speak my mind. The black hole that consumed my life was my own insecurity. I started my first year of high school perfectly content living without a voice, as long as I was not the center of attention, I was at peace. During my junior year, I decided that it was finally time to face my challenge head on. I did the one thing that scared me most, I ran for treasurer for both the senior class and National Honors Society. At the time I made the decision, I knew that an important part of being an officer was speaking in front of my peers and teachers. I made

So, I’d try and encourage my team and others by giving words of encouragement such as “You guys can do it, I know and believe you can! Just keep thinking positive, and you will hit it!” Those comments made all the girls faces beam with excitement, which made me feel accomplished on the inside. Even when the squads were perfecting every tough stunt given to them, I still would go over and joyfully tell them what a fantastic job they were doing. Finally, my positive attitude at camp made me realize I am a leader, and it’s the quality I have grown the most in. Rather than get down and have or speak negative thoughts, I was continually positive at camp, even amongst the burning heat and exhaustion we all faced. During my final time at UCA camp, I really began to realize that a leader isn’t somebody who tells their team to go and do something, but somebody who says lets go and does the activity with their team. One tiny cheerleader had the guts to come up to me, a loud and obnoxious senior cheerleader, and say how she wanted to be just like me when she would become a senior, and I was speechless when she did

As my time at Capay comes to an end, it is time to reflect on the memories I have had, and to search for the opportunities that will lead me to success. My whole life is dependent on what open doors I choose to walk into. “When one door closes another opens. But often we look so long so regretfully upon the closed door that we fail to see the one that has opened for us.” As Helen Keller famously said, opportunities are about reaching for the positive. Nothing is worse than missing an opportunity that could’ve changed your life. That’s why we need to take opportunities, even if it sounds intimidating.

I could have done better. I believe that I can always improve and get better. The Power of an Insecurity is one of my least favorite essays that I’ve ever wrote. It was an essay that I felt nervous while writing, as I was now in a college class. I have my losses in this paper and I have my victories, but my ability to better myself in my writing is always improving.

As voted captain on Hampton-Dumont's athletic teams, I discovered the value of communication, unity, perseverance, and passion. Leaders are only successful if they have followers. I have come to know that every individual has a gift to contribute. Every role is vital. My teammates trust me because I value the individual and withhold judgement. I genuinely care about each and every girl, regardless of who she is or where she's come from. I seek and expect the best out of everyone, and when you do that, anything is possible. With this leadership style, each of our school athletic teams became cohesive and united. It became less about me and more about friends with true commitment to each other who focus on the big picture of teamwork.

At my softball practice, one of my teammates forgot to help pick up the field with the rest of the team so the next day they had to run laps around the field. The next practice came and we waited for her to run. It was then that I realized even though it wasn’t my punishment it was most likely a tad embarrassing being the only one running while the rest of the team watches on their break. I got up from the bunch and as soon as she came back around i started running with her. In a matter of seconds the whole team was running with her as well. As well as this I have was presented with the opportunity to represent my class by my peers. For three years straight I was nominated to represent my class at monthly meetings alongside other representatives

If you asked the younger version of myself what failure was it would have included not earning straight A’s or not turning in my homework on time. Little did I know, the meaning of failure is not always as innocent as those days on the playground. The moment I entered junior year, I knew I discovered the world was filled with more diverse forms of what failure meant.

Hey you have you ever thought that your the nice guy but no thinks the same? Well that's not a bad guy. That's a misunderstood good guy who is aggressively nice or a delusional bad guy what ever you want to call them hears my story. Before you read you my story don't make a mistake like me.

I’m a sixteen year old female who has been raised my whole life around the fact that my mind must be perfect. If I wasn’t meeting up to the standards of my parents, then I needed to change everything about myself to meet them. My anxiety eats at me everyday. It feels like I have a colossal boulder sitting on my chest a lot of the time. The other times, I lose all of my care for anything in that moment. One day, I attempted to explain the situation to my mother and asked her to take me to a doctor. I had been waiting until my parents could afford health insurance for me to go, but all she heard was that there was something was not up to her standards inside of my head, like I was defective. After the odd conditions of my childhood, I didn’t know how to think for myself. I didn’t know how to make rational decisions for myself. I’m still excessively lost. I look all over the place for help. I searched for that help so much anywhere that I could think of. I looked at school,

At one point in my life, I didn’t have any friends. Quite literally, I lacked substantial friends, save for one here and there. My solitude lasted throughout my first middle school year. Eventually, I decided to try a new approach. Unfortunately for me, I had embedded the bright idea of becoming the class (or should I say classes) clown in my pre-pubescent brain. Making corny jokes, abusing the ever present bathroom humor, etc. All of this took place in my daily routine, in the hopes that someone would actually want to become friends with the weird kid. Of course, I still had the naivety that most people my age have at the time, unaware of the cruelty that people can exhibit. I unknowingly positioned myself

Thank you, Carrie Fisher and Debbie Reynolds for the most uplifting and wonderful childhood a kid could ever ask for. My guilty pleasures of relishing in late night science fiction, 90's movies and musical numbers will always hold a warm spot in my heart. It is your art that reminds me to be passionate and appreciate things for what there truly are. I will always experience a great fondness in both your creative talents. For anyone who seeks a temporary escape from reality, even for a jubilant moment must hold an incredible talent. This talent will forever live on the silver screen to remind us of a timeless art.

I am Courage. I don’t wear army clothes, sneak refugees to a haven nor do I carry a bible preaching what I know to the lost souls in the deep. But I am the bravery that has been formed within my growth since the day I opened my eyes and saw the light. My fearlessness does not lie within what I wear or what I say but what I do. The young lady I am today is the simple formula of my continual oath of bravery and the growth that continues within me. As a first-generation student, I have been bestowed with the courage to grow myself, my siblings that follow, my family, and those I interact with. Courage is the need to stand out from others, fear of failure, and to truly make every second count. It is the color that splashes a change onto the grayscale

I have always been the type of person that goes beyond what is expected. I prefer to go beyond the expectations and to be seen as someone who perseveres for what I plan to accomplish. My goal is not be seen as an ostentatious person, but as some one who has been taught to work hard towards my goals. People may refer to me as a quiet person, but I am actually gregarious once you get to know me, it's just that I prefer the company of calm and nice people. This school year I am a Junior, although my plans for the 2016-2017 school year are to graduate early. I know that it's not easy to get the necessary credits to graduate from one day to another. For that reason, last year I talked with my school's registrar about my plans on how I could possibly

I have always been a shy person. I am often uneasy about new situations, and feel nervous when meeting new people. I used to let this apprehensiveness prevent me from new experiences, which would lead me to become frustrated with myself in the aftermath.