College Admissions-Personal Narrative

Ever since I was a kid I have always thought about what college I was eventually going to go to. I made the decision in high school that I wanted to be a special education teacher, so I thought about some schools that had that teaching program. My number one school I wanted to attend that had the best teaching program was East Carolina University. Having ECU as my number one choice lead me to apply there. Weeks after I applied I got a letter telling me some sad news that I was not accepted. Since I applied to ECU and did not get in, I was now thinking about applying to other schools like Methodist University or maybe a community college.

The day of the ACT has come. I anxiously stumble toward an empty desk. The test proctor glares at me as we begin. The other test takers seem so calm, with their #2 pencils lined up neatly on their desks. All I have are #3 pencils! Even worse: I have showed up to the test in my underwear!

“I want to be a firefighter, construction worker, and professional race car driver when I grow up.” This was my proud childhood statement I would use when asked the question, “what do you want to be when you grow up?” This question in particular is one that will be asked awfully early in one’s childhood, as well as very late in a young adults final years before venturing out into the “real world”. Like many other young children, I grew up with the mindset of having a exciting, heroic, and lively job for when I got older. I dreamt of operating heavy construction machinery, saving families while extinguishing fires of a decaying building, and speeding past vibrant and heavily decalled race cars. However, as I grew older and gained more realistic

It was the spring of 2011, when all the college acceptances came in. My closest friends were all going upstate and they would all be living together. I, on the other hand, wasn't so thrilled. I was accepted to the community college, across the street from my high school. Not that it was a surprise since it was the only school I had applied to.

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Finally we heard the clanging of the garage door opening. My dad and I were hustling out of the door and into the car. We tore down the street faster than we ever had. The dashboard read 6:20pm. We turned on to Shawnee Mission Parkway. The traffic had not gotten bad yet. My dad said ‘’I hope we get there in time’’. We turned

If someone asked me where I am going to be in ten years, this would be my answer. I will have a great, high-paying job, and beautiful wife and family, and a nice sports car parked in front of my lovely house. When I look into the future, I see myself being successful and happy. Even though I always pictured myself this way, I never worried too much about how I would get there. I feel the Suffolk University can lay the groundwork for making these dreams into reality.

Hello there! Delayed as this email may be, I do hope to still be granted, the opportunity to speak with you today! Ordinarily, I wouldn't be so unprofessional, I took a trip with my family over the weekend, though, to a place with such poor service, that I would type something out, and then lose all reception! Consequently, losing every sentence, that I had just put down, along with it. Frustrating, yes, that it was! Generally speaking, my life could, sometimes, make for a side-splitting comedy series! Allbeit, much more desireable than a life filled with tragedies. Therefore, I'm not complaining! Finally though, I am home and can correspond with you! Once again, truly sorry. I would have definitely felt let down, had I not heard back from

An entire town, consumed in one, deafening silence. How hundreds of tranquil, peaceful slumbers were rudely disturbed were what mattered more. Whichever amount of them were filled with the hibernal, uncomfortable and unforgiving chill that all winters had, nobody deserved to be rudely awakened. One slumber in particular, though, had already been brought to an end long ago.

journey hoping to find your way back and exactly where you belong. I’m sure plenty of us have been through a road of lost direction. But, we keep moving forward hoping to find what we are

our way home the car followed us to the street, after it pulled off to make another lap we ran to

I’m no ordinary student who’s applying to college. I’m no ordinary teenager looking for to further my education at a postsecondary school. I’m no ordinary person with goals in life, whether big or small. Even my body is not ordinary; scoliosis and hydrocephalus accompanying me everywhere I go. I wasn’t born with intelligence. “He’ll have trouble learning.”, the doctors told my mom when they diagnosed me with hydrocephalus at just eight months of age. Therapy after therapy and now in my senior year of high school, here I am taking having taken a variety of AP courses ranging from AP Spanish Literature to AP Calculus and received dual enrollment credit from Laredo Community College. I am the New York born, Texas raised, New Jersey graduating student who will be the first of his family to go to school. I am no ordinary American, I cannot be when the color of my skin is not of the lightest complexity.

All I could hear was the faint sound of Cigarette Daydreams by Cage the Elephant and my incessant thoughts that were corroding my mind. I was sitting in my cluttered car, but I didn’t mind that it was so hectic because that was me, that was my mind. The clock on the console read 10:02 and I had nowhere to be on such a chilly night for it to be in the middle of June. It was my best friend’s 17th birthday, and I spent the night contemplating what it meant to be 17 in a world where time was inevitably slipping away.

Marquette University has always been a school that I’ve envisioned myself going to. I first observed Marquette college life when I would go downtown with my parents as a young girl: I would see college students walking to their classes, radiating with determination and I knew that I wanted to be part of the Marquette student body. Overall, Marquette University has always stood out to me. It presents itself to be a stimulating environment with desirable features, from the plethora of different majors to its urban environment, it is a stimulating place that I can definitely see myself at for all my college years.

I am drawn to Boston University because of all it has to offer. For one thing, Boston University has rigorous academics that would challenge me, allow me to expand my knowledge and push me to do my best, which is what I strive for. I’m prepared to put in the work, time, and effort required to be successful. Besides the impressive academics, the diversity of neighborhoods with all the history and culture intrigue me. While on the tour, I could tell that Boston University had an eclectic student body that matched the diverse people that inhabit Boston.