Personal Narrative: College Admissions

Before my experience in my College Readiness Program, I pictured going into college a completely different way. I now feel prepared and excited to move into a dorm and be a responsible young adult.

My College and Career goals include graduating college and getting a job. I wish to attend the University of Alabama. I plan to major in occupational therapy or speech therapy. After I graduate with my bachelor's degree I wish to get my master's degree. After I finish my schooling I want to receive a job that allows me to provide for my family. I wish to receive this job in my degree's field. After receiving this job I wish to improve to reach a leadership role.

In the back of my mom’s moving car, I wake up in a daze. The Gameboy that was previously in my hands had fallen to the floor, and the sun’s rays that had previously glared through the window were replaced with the shine of the moon and stars. As my small hands press up against the glass, my eyes twinkle and my toothy, black holed grin widens at the celestial body blaring in the night sky. Astonished, I watch the moon seemingly follow our car, almost as if my existence awed the moon and not the reverse. As the full moon swallows the sky, the unknown distance between us becomes minuscule. If only my three foot frame was a bit bigger, if only my arms could stretch as far as my imagination, I could touch the moon. It was in this moment that I

1. What experience do you like talking about the most? What has been the most interesting, intriguing, and exciting part of your life- why, and what did you learn from it?

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!

You’ve been looking forward to your 4th of July…a weekend of your newly found Independence…when, just a mere two weeks ago you delivered a hand-written, heart-felt note…to You Know Who…scribbling out something like…

When I started the college admissions process in my junior year, I had no idea it would end in Worcester, Massachusetts at a small, Catholic liberal arts school named The College of the Holy Cross. I explored large private colleges and state schools, primarily in the South, close to the Atlantic, where I could root for iconic sports teams after trudging my books to the beach to study while indulging in some sun and surfing! Well, when it came down to deciding where to apply as a high school senior, my idea of the perfect school had moved well beyond concern about the climate. Suddenly, this was the last step before graduate school and then the real world. I would actually be living with these people on campus. I learned a lot about different

Inspiration, influence, goals; all of these words birth feelings and memories of important events, events that have impacted our hopes, dreams, and admirations. Which is why when I was asked to come up with one event or experience in my life that has influenced my academic work and goals both in my past and leading up to now as I apply for Colorado Christian University, I had to give it quite a bit of thought. This experience has become the basis for my inspiration, influence and goals in my life and especially now as I see admission into Colorado Christian University. Which brings me to the answer you have so patiently awaited, the event that I believe has influenced my academic work and goals is when I finally turned my life over to God.

Sometimes in life we have to know when’s the right time to stop fighting. Sometimes it’s not as simple as, this is wrong, so I’m going to fight it. Sometimes, there’s just too many possible consequences and risk of someone else getting hurt in the process. It’s especially hard when you’re trying to fight for someone else, because you feel they deserve better, but having to come to the realization that fighting it will only make it worse. I was lucky enough to realize this before I made things worse, but I know full well now what could have happened if I didn’t stop.

After completing the college search, I am feeling stressed and way too overwhelmed because feel that i don't enough activities to do like joining a sport team or things that are wanted from a student. I am also feeling like I know more about what some university want and require; without this college search I would only get a little bit information about what college want from other people or whatever would pop up on ads. I am not that satisfied with current academic record because I am not in any sports, clubs, etc. so I need to step up and be more involved in school activities. My strength points are volunteering and getting good grade and that's it; my weak point are very where in my opinion, I need to be involved take risks and become

Beginning my college search, I had no idea what I wanted from the future, let alone from a school. Having blocked the concept of the ‘future’ from my brain, I was going into my college search blind. I needed to start somewhere, so I decided to pick a major, and base my decision off that. From a young age, I was always told I should become a news anchor, so I began researching schools with superior communications programs. Of course, Boston University was on every list or article I encountered. With every new piece of information I learned about the school, the more certain I became that it was the place for me. The only problem was that this dream school was about 1,000 miles away. In my sleepy hometown, it’s rare for people to go as far as

Admissions team is “the face” of the American University in Bulgaria and by working tirelessly everyone in it brings together a unique and vivid community together, but personally, for me, it is more than just a group of talented and energetic people. The admissions team changed my life…

There had to be a reason why I am who I am. I needed some explanation for why my life was the way it was. My search provided no solutions. After a while of relentless scouring of the internet, I decided to construct a theory that I fully supported. In the end, my theory was a cop-out of sorts. I decided that my consciousness was the only true, real consciousness and every other person I had ever met was not a figment of my imagination like some theories suggest, but a fabrication of the universe. I thought that because my closeness with my consciousness was so remarkable that there was no way everyone else in the world had it too. I felt exceptional, and because that feeling was so uncommon to me, I embraced it. My theory embodied the stereotypical teenage girl idea that, “the world revolves around her,” but, then, I didn’t see it like that. I believed that I had figured it out. Confident in my advanced thoughts, I told my friend about it. She was bewildered that I could be so self-centered. I couldn’t believe she insulted me like that. But after a year or two, I realized the flaws in my

I’ll admit that UNLV was not my first choice of colleges. Actually, I didn’t even apply when I was searching for a college to transfer to last year. I planned to escape Las Vegas (for the third time) and head to the east coast. I was offered a scholarship worth nearly $40,000 a year at Warren Wilson College. A small, private, liberal arts college and working farm tucked against a river bed in the mountains of North Carolina just outside Asheville. I know, it sounds idyllic. Choosing not to take that opportunity, for various and sundry reasons, nearly broke my heart. So this fall, I enrolled myself in just one class at CSN, one I didn’t actually need it, with a professor I admire and respect and whose lectures I enjoy simply because I love going to school. The idea of languishing for an entire semester seemed horrifying to me. I never thought I’d be the type of person to say that. I’m nearly 30 and a high school drop out, but choosing to go back to school was the single greatest decision I have ever made for myself. It has given me so much in terms of confidence, enrichment, and interpersonal skills, but more than that it’s given me a passion and a drive I didn’t know I had.