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College Admissions Essay: Rubik's Cube

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I was a normal kid. I had to have been. Don’t get me wrong, I was never the star quarterback for the football team, but I was also not the hermit having imaginary conversations with imaginary friends. Unfortunately my life had reached its peak in cognitive stability around the first year I started high school. Fortunately, the correlation of my newfound school was not the causation of the issues preceding. One lazy, slow day I found a Rubik’s cube that my parents had given to me years ago. For some unbeknownst reason to me I felt a strange urge to work the worn, neglected hunk of plastic with peeling stickers around until I could solve it. I could not solve it. Conveniently for me, I had also purchased a personal laptop with money I received …show more content…

Before one week had passed from the point I looked up the tutorials I could already solve the cube in less than two minutes. My interests in computers never failed to cease either. There were a few uncommon trades that I picked up along the way, such as juggling and various watersports, nevertheless the divine power of the 3 pound piece of glass, plastic and pure human innovation allured my attention as an oasis to a parched traveler in some golden mountain range of earth far away from the purgatory surrounding me. To me, a computer was not an instrument of entertainment, but rather a tool of innovation. Introversion was an understatement in comparison to my desire for social interaction, yet as far as I could remember, awkward instances originating from social situations, in the rare event of occurrence, did not happen often. The amount of time that was invested in my computer often surpassed the amount of time I slept that particular day. There is a certain point in which one is to good at something. I started learning programming languages, assembly code, and advanced cryptography. Maybe I am an evil person. Possibly any child in similar circumstances would have acted …show more content…

Is it not morally corrupt providing the only reason to stop inflicting damage on people was simple boredom? I moved on to magic soon after that. Disappointingly, it was not the same outcomes of wizards or warlocks from sci-fi works. I was well versed though. I could use my computer skills to increase my knowledge base and extend my ability. As quickly as I moved through the next trade of skill, I gained access to a potential for something my mind, corrupt it may be, could not refuse. Using various contacts I had gained through my intrusion days, I had the ability to produce extremely high quality novelty state identifications. By high quality I mean that I would feel comfortable handing one to a police officer. As excellent of a marketing strategy it was too much of a liability, so I rid of the equipment. It was a problem before; unfortunately I was suffering through a chronic feeling of what could best be described an unbearably uncomfortable mental desire. I suffered this feeling for a long time but distracting myself by memorizing complex Rubik’s cube algorithms, studying programming languages and various topics such as cryptography. It wasn’t enough anymore. School bored

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