Personal Essay About Moving To College

I’m raised in an environment filled with negative stereotypes, high dropout rates, fewer resources, and low expectations. As a Mexican American from the San Fernando Valley, educational opportunities do not come often. In middle school it massed into my head that going to college is my way towards success. Soon it became the only option for me and as a result, I joined Project Grad to begin my journey towards college. They introduced me to the Chicano Youth Leadership Conference during my junior year. After applying and attending, the conference eliminated the label that Latinos are not college material. Subsequently, I grabbed as many opportunities as I could. In my junior my school did not put me in any AP classes. Therefore, I went to go

Changes in life can be tough to go through and sometimes they can be easy. Some of these things are harder than others and some can be a better choice. Like moving is one thing that changed my way i looked at people. Then there is growing up, growing up can be hard. Last but not least there is education. These things that you experience can change your perspective on how you look at life.

Explain any difficulties or obstacles you’ve overcome (immigrating to the US, learning the English language, being the first family member to attend college, etc.)

A fork in the road only appears as such when both paths are seen as viable options; yet, once one path becomes seen as the only one, the other devolves into a deviation. Where the aberration would require justification to travel down, the perceived correct course would require justification to not travel down. This is precisely how the false question of attending college was presented to me: it was a matter of when not if. Upon inheriting white looking skin, a middle class family, and a pat on the back for bringing home white sheets of papers with little red “A”s written in the top right corner, it was ascertained that I was to be a productive and successful engineer after paying for college with hard-won scholarship money. In short, there were several socio-economic factors that contributed to my eventual position in college.

The thought of moving to Florida nauseated me. I can't believe my fucking mom. We have the perfect life in New Jersey. Im an Honor roll student, she has a good paying job and a wonderful husband. It baffles me why she would even consider leaving. Especially in the ending of the school year. As I packed a collage of me and my friends I broke down.

As a middle school student, school was necessary not my forte. I didn't consider myself as a bad student but then again i was not the best, I considered my self as a average student, only doing what is asked, nothing more, nothing less. Those were my middle school years. Once i hit high school I decided to change and improve on academics. In less than two years i went from finishing my 8th grade year from having a GPA that was below a 2.0 to having a 3.0 and that following year i finished my junior year with a 3.5

I came to Grant in the middle of freshmen year. I was scared and shy, and pretty angry. I hadn’t wanted to move in the first place, and this new school didn’t even have open campus lunch! However, I learned that you can't really have preconceived notions about anything- especially if you're biased against it. The choir program, and the Performing Arts Society in general- has broadened my perspective on a variety of things, as well as increased my personal confidence.

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I’ve appealing because I have a completion rate that is less than 67 percent. I had previously withdrawn from the spring 2017 semester on the recent living accommodations that was one of the reason. The stress from moving three different times because of financial reasoning was not only stressful, but daunting to manage. Moving in a span of six months was causing a strain to my education, but my personal life. I would have never thought that this action would be my reason for withdrawing for the semester. Stress was the main concern of not being able to complete the semester with the highest regard and the reason to withdraw for any more damage to my GPA. This move was not at all plan since it happen so suddenly in such as short process.

The notion of moving to another country may sound intimidating to many, but for me it had become a run-of-the-mill. Having moved 5 times between India and America, it has made a multicultural person in the true sense. Out of all these years, I spent the most memorable and valuable time in India during my middle school years. To make sure my school curriculum stayed along the same lines despite the country, my parents enrolled me in an international school in Pune, India. The experience that I got from merely being a part of this school, had taught me a great deal. Being an international school, I got the opportunity to be around and be friends with over 39 nationalities from all over the world. Although I was in a cold sweat at first as to whether I will fit into the new school, simply the thought of having friends at every corner of the world, enlivened the situation and made

Transferring to the University of Alabama School of Law will empower me to succeed in my legal career and in my financial well being.

The anticipation had been building for a while as the murmurs and whispers of leaving my hometown finally came to be. As a curious eight year old I wondered why my dad was taking me everywhere to get all these important things done. Finally my great-grandmother sat me down and told me I had to be strong go with my father and everything will be all right. I watched my mother cry as we said our goodbyes. I left with my dad and my sisters and headed off to America. A few ours, and culture shock later I would land in New York City. The day sits with me January 14, 1998. It was freezing and I had never seen snow. I wasn't phased by snow and I wasn't deterred by my dad leaving me and my sisters with a aunt I had never met. Growing up in Brooklyn was different

I have made a list of the things Aidan and I are going to do before we leave for college. We still have to think about if we want to be together or if we should breakup. We both still love each other but I want to breakup because we will be a thousand miles away. The first stop we went to was the High School I picked this stop because it was where we first met. Then something happened that ruined the first thing on the list the school was locked so we couldn’t get in I was really hoping to get in because I wanted to relive every moment just the way it happened. The next stop on the list was the pizza place I chose this spot because it was where Aidan and I first had our real conversation the pizza place is a restaurant for everyone but it usually

When I first started college, the first thing I saw as I walked with my parents and all of my luggage to my new room was an empty lounge. It looked like the kind of place that was supposed to resemble the living room of a house, but it felt bare and unused. Because of the large wooden wall, the area felt cut off and separate, so for the first few weeks of college, I spent more time in my room, alone, rather than out in the lounge where a few people congregated to talk. As the semester pushed forward, I pushed myself to venture out into the lounge more in order to make friends on my floor.

As a kid I grew up in a different state. When we moved away, my surroundings changed along with the poeple and culture I was used to. It forced me to adapt to a new set of surroundings, new people in a new place, and a whole routine.