My Undergrad Years In The Out Of State College

I wanted to go to University of Illinois-Urbana Champaign. I didn’t have the adequate score to get into it. Also, my senior year GPA messed up the little chance I had. I was so disappointed in myself, but now I am happy with my choice to join Carroll. I made a lot of friends and got some time away from family. I have always stayed with my parents. I have always been sheltered in a family setting. It was nice to be independent and figure stuff out myself. Even though I miss homemade food and family, this distance brought us closer. I went from thinking it was my biggest failure to not get into that university to understanding myself better with this choice.

One thing I needed in my college of choice was that it had to be small because I knew I would be able to focus better. My first choice, Towson University, was a large school and all my friends currently go there, but God, and my perspicacious mother, clearly knew I should not go there because of the countless distractions that would have hindered my success. The small atmosphere of Catawba enabled them to have a family style relationship all around campus. I am used to this family style because it reminded me of my high school. Another reason I chose to enroll at Catawba was because of its six hour distance away from my home known as the DMV, D.C., Maryland, and Virginia, area. I have been in that area all my life and living somewhere else for I think would be greatly beneficial to my development as a person and would broaden my perspective. The other aspect of moving away from where you have been all your life is that you have to leave behind all your family and friends and that is one of the hardest parts. However, you will have a newfound appreciation for them that

I believe we are naturally conditioned to seek the experiences we never had. For me, I have received my college education at institutions located in large urban centers, Houston for undergraduate studies and London for a semester abroad. Though studying in big cities came with opportunities, it also had its drawbacks. I have chosen to apply to Cornell Law School on the promise that receiving a world-class legal education in a small-sized college town comes with unique benefits. Living in a close-knit, intimate town like Ithaca fosters a millennial-centric culture, from the local music scene, to coffee shops, to farmers markets, all of which contribute to the creation of a strong community which I would be honored to

As the time for applying to colleges rolled around, my parents pushed for my sister and me to look at schools all over the United States. They wanted to give us a good education and also give us the opportunity they never had. Both of my parents had to attend college in Hawaii. I knew we were just a small island and that there was so much more to experience. I grew excited to have a chance to move away and embrace new knowledge, memories, places, and friendships that would last forever.

With thinking of going to a community college in mind, I began to search for community colleges around me. I found one not far from my home called Johnston Community College. Living only about twenty minutes away and in the same county as the school was great but what I did not like was the school’s atmosphere. To me, the school reminded me of a prison with its tall grayish brown walls and barely any windows. I did not want to attend a school that to me felt like a prison, so I kept looking for other community colleges. When I was looking around, I found a community college called PITT. One fact about PITT that I liked was how close it was to ECU. I ended up not applying to PITT because to drive to and from school every day would be a total of two hours and forty-one minutes of driving every day. Along with how far a drive to PITT would be every day, the cost of gas to drive to school would be too much money. Searching for the right community college became easy at the end. After searching through a bunch of different community colleges, I finally narrowed my choices down to one

May came around at long last. So did the end of my second semester of college at Florida Atlantic University. Not only did I survive my freshman year, I thrived, passing eight of my nine joint courses with A’s and getting A-minus on the other one. Just like “Neon” Leon shocked the departed Muhammad Ali in 1978, I defied my own expectations and those of a few among my closest friends and family. Did I soon spend the next few months indulging in summer merriment at the beach, getting my tan on while thirteen-year-old boys fawned over pictures of Selena Gomez? Nope. I took summer classes to keep my mind sharp and knock out a few of the requirements towards a degree which I’d earn three years later. One such class = a six-week crash course in public speaking. Everything went well until I got an assignment to create, practice, and deliver a three-to-five-minute speech involving someone who stood out. The possibilities overwhelmed me until I recalled someone with an outstanding life, hit him up on my cell, and talked to him in person one hot Saturday afternoon.

Initially after high school I decided to move across the country in order to find myself, my passions, and my career goals. I attended WW-P South in Princeton Junction where many of my friends chose TCNJ. I always loved TCNJ but I knew I wasn't academically ready to be part of the community just yet. I started at a private university in California which turned out to be an amazing experience but also a lesson learned that it was not for me. Everything was new and overwhelming and it was the first time being completely on my own. After completing my freshmen year, I moved to a community college to do better academically and work a little on the side. My passion for pursing a degree boosted during my second community college that I attended.

Since I am a transfer student, my time is very limited at UIC. Therefore, I go beyond measures to grasp every opportunity that comes my way. Before I transferred to UIC, I was living in a small town called Decatur. I had many dreams and aspirations to make a name for myself and get out of Decatur. During my last three years living in Decatur, I was attending a local community college. The teachers, classes, and even the equipment were limited to increase the value of my education. I working several odd ball jobs to help pay for an associates degree that I felt was not taking me in the direction I wanted to go.

Touring the campus is always a big part I think in everyone's decision in what college they want to attend. I want to be able to feel that I can call it my home away from home. Once I have that feeling it’s a deal breaker for me because I like to feel comfortable and safe. Another important factor is having a good feeling for the school meeting new people is hard for me to do, but once I warm up to people I can honestly have a good time. The last factor I believe that is important to me is being given the opportunity to play Volleyball. Without Volleyball I wouldn’t be who I am it has shaped me to be an independent, caring, and strong woman. It has been apart of my life since I was a little kid and I couldn’t imagine my life without

During my senior year of high school, It was that time to give up high essays for college personal statements. I knew that if I went to college it would be an HBCU. I did not want to attend just an ordinary HBCU, a prodigious and illustrious HBCU. North Carolina Agricultural and Technical State University was my final and favorite university that I applied for my senior year of high school.

The choice of where to go to college after high school was not an easy one. I started out at Augustana University in Sioux Falls my freshman year, but transferred to Dordt my sophomore year. Augustana is Lutheran affiliated but not much more than that, so it was a very easy transition from public high school to Augustana. However, going to Dordt was a bit like culture shock except that I had not gone to some foreign place. I was in a somewhat familiar place (my hometown), but I had never

A person’s college experience all depends on where a person goes. Colleges can differ in many types of ways. For example: a college’s campus life, its band, and its educational ability are the main determining factors of how a person’s college life will go. To show the importance of these things I have chosen JSU and Ole Miss to prove my points. JSU and Ole Miss are both great schools, but one is more for education purposes while the other is focused more on campus life.

Montclair State University is a well talked about university and has an amazing amount of opportunities to pursue my career and more. To get into Montclair State University, I rely on my academic strengths. A few of those strengths are my communication skills, problem-solving skills, critical-thinking skills, self-examination, and challenging myself. Many different types of scenarios happen in one’s life, but others are forever changed by those situations. The ending of my freshman year of high school I was told I was moving to the state of Florida and other’s may have been excited about that, but I was not. I felt paralyzed as those words began to register in my mind. Everything around me began to proceed in slow motion and my stomach had turned. What seemed to

When I first began thinking about colleges, I was hooked on attending the University of Kansas in Lawrence, it was my goal to attend the college and earn my bachelor’s in Computer Science and begin a career. Over the next few years of my high school education, I began to look into other colleges, had I not been accepted into my dream school.

My college search started the summer after my sophomore year of high school when my grandma had me visit her and we went on various college tours in Walla Walla WA. We visited both a community college and a Private university to see what kind of environment was for me, that year I also visited Central to see what a large public university looked like. All the tour guides told me when I said my age “Oh, so you have a lot of time to decide” I didn’t though when you think about how fast everything goes. I went from looking at the types of schools to deciding what my next four years were going to look like and that was terrifying. Over the course of my junior year I visited WWU with a tour guided by my cousin who was an Alumni and seeing how much she loved the school started my excitement with Western. I did a few more self-guided tours at Seattle colleges and various universities in Tacoma eventually decided to apply to only 5. I knew I wanted a “smaller” school and wasn’t wanting a large public school. I was accepted into three of the schools. UW Tacoma, University of Puget Sound, and Western. I almost instantly ruled out UW Tacoma keeping it as a backup school. This then became a UPS vs WWU decision for months. I went to both Welcome days in April to see what I liked more, I talked to teachers I was close with at my high school, and talked extensively with my parents.