This whole summer was the worst summer I have ever encountered. I learned many different lessons and the whole experience taught me a lot. It all started in the beginning of May 2016, when I first ever talked to Raf, the new foreign exchange student, over Facebook. We talked and Facetimed several times throughout the summer. Most of the time I could not understand what he said because his English sounded truly horrendous. His bad English and his accent would be difficult to adjust to. Raf liked me, I was sure of that. I just tried to ignore him and not get into that situation because I already knew that he would leave me and that it would damage me emotionally. Never being in a relationship before, I felt terrified for what that entails. When he asked me for the first time if I would be his girlfriend, my answer was no. Even though I told him no, he kept asking me several times after that and every time, I still said no. It hurt me a lot to say no and I know it hurt him just as much. He knew that I liked him and I knew that he liked me, but in the end, my thought was that the relationship would not work out. A couple of months later, in December, I went on vacation. I realized then that I had more feelings for him than I even knew. Being away from him for just a couple of weeks, felt like months. I knew then that I really did love him. On December 24, 2016, he asked me to be his girlfriend again, and I actually said yes. At the time, I wasn't really thinking about his
We are interested in learning more about you and the context in which you have grown up, formed your aspirations, and accomplished your academic successes. Please describe the factors and challenges that have most shaped your personal life and aspirations. How have these factors helped you to grow? (800)
Over the span of my lifetime, I have had many life changing experiences. From good to bad every aspect has shaped me and made me the person I am today. The biggest challenge and experience I have had is tearing my MCL multiple times. I never realized how much of a challenge it would be going through surgery, rehab, and the overall complications of a recurring injury. Tearing my MCL made me learn how to overcome obstacles and helped me work harder than I ever had to bounce back from the injury.
I look up to see a smiling baby with blue eyes, so sweet and innocent. Who knew life would throw these obstacles at us. Only a few days old and her future began to become unclear, already having to go through life changing surgeries. Everybody has a personal experience, some happy while others are not as joyful. Sometimes all you can do is hope that there is a chance things can go your way. But the hardest part is staying strong for those you love.
When I was young, every adult I met told me, “Don’t be in a hurry to grow up!”, and I told them I was not. Though I looked forward to my freedoms I would achieve as I became older, I usually enjoyed being a child to the full extent. There was no other time in my life that was full of pure happiness; but one minute I was five years old, spread out on the living room floor, tearing through the Target toy catalog and circling everything with a black marker, the next minute I was seventeen, smiling sheepishly while my parents’ friends ask where I planned on going to college.
I am from a small rural town populating roughly 1000 people, grew up with loving parents, and an otherwise ‘normal’ life. A lot of things in my life changed when I was a young teen, and these experiences have largely impacted the person I am today. My family (i.e. both parents and sister) are all Christians, although I identify myself more as an Agnostic. Because of this and because of my experiences, I have become a very open-minded and empathetic person which I believe are strengths I have in communicating with others. Although I have grown a lot in my ability to communicate effectively throughout the years, there are certainly still areas where I am limited in which I will discuss further in the paragraphs below.
I live in a small house in Albuquerque, New Mexico, I was starting middle school in a few months. I didn’t want to leave all my friends I had in Elementary school but my parents said I would make new friends at my new school. The summer went by so fast it was already the first day of school. I was so scared but before I had enough time to get back into the car my mom had already drove off and I knew I had to get through the day so I could go back home and play with my friends I had already knew. Throughout the day teachers helped me find where I need to go and I realized I had one girl with the same classes I had which made it easier for me and her. Sixth grade was over and I had made so many friends but I only had a best friend I made that year. In seventh grade, I had the same classes again with my best friend. I never thought I would make more friends. I trusted this girl with everything but things started to change throughout the school year. My best friend was not my best friend anymore by the time we were going on Christmas Break. Noting made sense on why she just stopped talking to me. I would come home and cry and talk to my mom about everything, “just let her be and you guys will be friends again” my mom said so I just left it and maybe my mom was right so I just let it go until Christmas Break was over and we had to go back to school.
From my earliest memory, my life in the Philippians was surrounded with joy. I was born
I have only one life and I will use every opportunity to be successful and accomplished anything that comes my way. Because in reality no one is actually perfect to begin with.
I was two years old and I stayed home with my mother until I was three. Then, my father opened a grocery store. At that time I had no idea what was happening, I just knew I was traveling somewhere and that was going to be a blast. Afterwards, every day I was going to the same place for thirty-seven years, which is part of my life. I always treated my house as a hotel and the store as my first home. All my schools from Preschool through Highschool were walking distance from the store, including my first job, which was three houses down. Being at the store help me mature, since I was a little girl I facing a variety of customers. Some of the customers were sweet and friendly, yet some of them used profanity just because we did not meet their demand. My knowledge of working society came from the store.
I’ve always heard, “you don't know what you have until it's gone”, I never really appreciated life until I realized how quickly it can be taken. One morning at my house in the summer of 2015, my brother that was 5 at the time had an incident that changed my view on life, and strengthened my beliefs. I am a fighter, and learned that I can get through anything, and do things I never would’ve thought I was capable of.
My Junior year of high school I found my self sitting in a freezing classroom of my Money Management Skills class. I was struggling to keep myself awake as my teacher and DECA advisor, Mr. Kaluza, rambled on through ways to plan for retirement, and best ways to invest your money in the changing market. Then he introduced our guest speaker for the day, Kyle Hoggarth, a local financial advisor at Edward Jones. Kyle introduced himself and went right into carrying on what Mr. Kaluza had begun, nearly putting the entire class into a glorious slumber. Moments before I was about to fall in line with my classmates. He gave some advice that I have found to be profoundly true so far in my life, looking over the class he said.
For an individual to be a success, they must possess qualities beyond intellect. To flourish in your career and in life, your character must move you toward your aspirations. Throughout life, several experiences have formed me into a person of resilience, empathy, and composure. Such qualities have allowed me to reach my goals and serve my community. In addition to my intelligence, these qualities render me an exceptional student and employee.
I think that all of my lifes experiences even the hardships have defined how I've grown and matured. I've been told my times that I used to be a crazy, hyperactive kid growing up. That I used to not be able to sit still and constantly got into trouble. Some of the stories of I remember and some I think we're a little exaggerated from the truth. For the ones I do remember are the ones that I will remember for my whole life. Such as the times I would come home with bruises and cuts from day camp or the one of the many times I was sent to the my pre school's principal's office for causing trouble. Or the scar on my forehead that is constantly reminding me of my past self. And I wouldn't want any of my past to change, because it has taught me many lessons. Eventually as I got older my personality definitely was shaped by the friends I hung out with. My class in middle school was noticeably split up into those stereotypical school groups: athletes, gamers, gangsters/ delinquents,and the misfits. I spent my middle school time as a part of almost all of the groups. At the beginning I felt like being part of the athletes would make me popular, but I soon found out most of them were too full of themselves. I like playing sports and winning along side my teammates, but they stayed known as my teammates and not friends. Later I starting hanging out with the gamers and it was probably the most fun I had during my middle school years. Most of them became great friends of mine and I
A personal experience I have encountered would be growing up without my birth parents. At the age of 6 my mother put me up for adoption. My father was no we’re to be in sight, I never meet him in my entire life. Growing up in the foster system has a lot of pros and cons for example, I was separated from my brothers and sisters for a very long time, also there would be days that I would go to two or three different homes in a single day. Bouncing around from family to family is not the way a kid should live. At the time I didn’t really comprehend what was going on, as I got older I finally realized that I got nobody but myself. Some nights I would cry because I missed my mom, brother and sisters. Life was hard not having family, but I
My life was seemingly perfect. Both of my siblings went to college to pursue their dreams. My mom worked hard and supported me through anything I did and my dad served in the National Guard. My dad retired from the National Guard just a fews years ago after serving for 27 years. When I was growing up he was my hero. We lived in a big house with endless acres for us to ride my dirt bikes, go four wheeling, and hunt on. I loved to be outdoors and active whenever I could. It was a place where I could be myself and run free. The best part of being outdoors though, was being able to share it with family. My favorite part was our own little farm. It was the most exciting thing a child could have in his backyard. We owned five beef cows and