College Admissions Essay: The Scary Truth About Life

Throughout our lives, we make choices and decisions that change our lives and others in positive and/or negative ways. It is these decisions that determine how we will be remembered, our legacy. When I graduate high school, I want to be remembered by the qualities that define me as a person and the good I’ve done for others. Throughout the years, I’ve been often been described by my family and friends as bold, confident, outgoing, and hardworking. Not only are these characteristics important to me, but they are important to my family, as they want to leave a legacy in the name of our family. The qualities I have exhibited are the same qualities past family members have shown and are remembered for. Through always putting out my best effort when it comes to work and school, I have shown my dedication and discipline. Through doing what I can to help others, I have displayed my commitment to world peace, the betterment of the world as a whole, and the yearning to make a difference in someone’s life other than my

“Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are. While your reputation is merely what others think you are.” -John Wooden.

Life isn’t fair, but over these years we’ve dealt with so many things that lead us to get used to it. Everyone deals with pain and regret, and some people never get happiness in return. Some people have the happiest lives, yet never have to deal with what’s going on in the outside of their perfection. It seems as though the heartache in this world will cease to be equal. The nicest and kindest people can be put through hell, as if they are getting punished for something they never did; yet the virtue of the rest can live without pain. Life will never have the scale weighed to equal because life isn’t, and never will be fair.

They say that there is nothing to fear but fear itself, yet I tend to disagree. Our world is packed full of things to be afraid of. As a child, we are afraid of the dark or monsters hiding underneath our beds; but, as we grow with wisdom and age, those fears become bigger and more worldly. We fear things like terrorism or illness. The fear that consumes me most is that my best might never be enough.

In the novel life lessons:two experts on death and dying teach us the mysteries of life and living. The novel talks about many lessons such as

As a journalist, I have learned to ask a lot of questions, and lately I have been noticing I have been asking one question more frequently than others; “why not?” When I began to tell people that I wanted to be my own boss and someday have my own publication, continue to make music and also open up my own store, I got a lot of strange looks. I was told that I needed to get a practical job instead of running the risk of being ‘a starving artist’. After receiving this response routinely, I began to wonder what was really so bad about that. I began to realize that while yes, things might become a struggle, rent might become unbearable and I might not be able to afford luxuries, I would be more than happy to wake up every morning and know that

From a young age, I have never particularly excelled in any field. I was an average student and average at all of my so-called talents. However, my perception of myself changed in 7th grade when I joined the Debate club at my school. That one club helped me realize my potential and taught me not to underestimate myself. During my journey in that club, I learned a lot of things. Having needed to debate on various issues around the world, this club was an eyeopener to the privileged life I lived. It was that year I made a decision to make this passion of mine into a career- a human rights lawyer.It is has been 3 years since I took that decision and my passion hasn't diminished. Ever since that year, I have strived to be the best version of myself

Fear, is our greatest trouble. It affects us as individuals, as a nation, and as humanity. What pushed us to arm against each other up to the point of constant threat of complete annihilation? Fear. What causes the xenophobes to think that other cultures are threats to their own? Fear. What made the old lady firmly hold her purse when I sat besides her, the last time I took a bus at night? Fear. But what is fear more than a complex web of lies, in which we all have to fall more than once? It is an illusion of insecurities, a refuge for ignorance, an excuse for division.

She is the answer to my earnest prayers for a wife filled with the qualities I prayed for and one day I hope to marry her in the future. She was really there for me in my hard times.

When I was younger, I was often discouraged because it always felt like my parents favored my sister, Megan, over me. I know many children felt this, and in the end, it was false, but to me, it was an undeniable fact. She was the smart one, the athletic one, and the compassionate one. Everything I did in attempt to step out of her shadow was unremarkable in comparison. Feeling disheartened, I opted out informing my parents about what was going on in my life—it would never be as impressive as what was going on in Megan’s. This mentality left me to figure things out on my own. I became independent and started inquiring answers to all the questions fluttering around in my head. I wondered about the world and the meaning of life, as cliché as it sounds, but I didn’t share my personal theories with

Many people don’t know the high regard I have for my school. Many think of school as a place that eventually awards them their diploma. School is where I had many experiences that molded me into a well-cultured human being. When a fellow student committed suicide, the helpless pain I felt taught me the value of life, and the limited longevity of it. When my jovial classmate from a successful family of doctors revealed his personal life problems, I learned to empathize with what others were going through. When my entire class, full of friends shunned me for standing up to them for cheating, I learned that doing the right thing is extremely difficult. But it earned me the respect of the teachers, and the students. This incident taught me that

“Two little lines I heard one day, Traveling along life’s busy way. Only one life ‘twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.”

Life is something that is cherished greatly because it means spending more time with your wife and son who you love and love you more than anything on this earth. To be able to get up early in the morning and kiss your beautiful wife before you go to work 35 miles award from home. As your phone goes off when you get a text message and it is your wife telling you that she loves you. You take the time to text her back unless there is a meeting going on and have to get to your phone when you can. As you continue your day working, there are thoughts of how both of you met and how at first you were nervous to even mutter one word to her. After all she was your best friend’s sister and there has always to been a rule to never mess or talk to any friends family members, but she was beautiful and breathtaking.

Sports have always been a passion of mine since I was young. I have always been fascinated by all kinds of different athletes and have always wanted to be one as well. In 7th grade I had the opportunity to engage in a sport which was soccer. The experience was amazing and it made me realize I wanted to do more. Next year when I was in the 8th grade I wanted to do more than just soccer. I was never good at basketball or baseball, so those were out of my possibilities. All that was left then was track and field. I had never been a fan of just running, so I was unsure of the chances of me wanting to do this sport, but I was determined to try it. Later on in the year when track and field was coming closer day by day I found out a shocking piece of information. Track was not all about running, there was also a field part of it where you throw items such as shot put and discus. I didn’t know what event I should choose than; running or throwing. All my friends were doing running and I realized I had a tough decision on my hands.

Reality always hits up with someone when least expected. My case was no different. When I was still a toddler to my mom, I dreamt of raising a unicorn. Primarily, I was incorrigibly dedicated, but later on, when age caught up with me, reality bled all colors from my fantasies. Such a stance compelled me to realize that I could not even breed a dog. Despair is always what I suffered through my short life, though, through depression, I learned to lose deep in thought, getting rid of my current circumstances to enjoy the tranquil moment.