Personal Narrative: My College Admissions

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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?

At some point in time, someone has dreamt about going to an Ivy League university to further their education. To some it’s really just a dream but to others it’s a reality. Have you ever wondered what about an Ivy League university attracts us? Is it really the best decision? Everyone looks at the positives but never the negatives. William Deresiewicz really gave me an insight about the life of going to an Ivy league university and I learnt a lot of surprising things from his article.

Entering community college with little programming experience, I was eager to learn. I registered for my first programming class excited, with a fresh mind. My professor introduced the class to our first program, "Hello World." Instantly, I was hooked. As I uncovered the complexities of problem-solving and the importance of proper syntax, my love grew stronger. Eventually, with experience in C++ and JAVA, another professor presented a life changing opportunity to me.

Coming to college is hard. You have to keep your grades up through 13 years of public education. You also should obtain a car to get from point A to point B. This also requires having a job to keep the car fueled and money in your pocket to live off of. Motivation is also a tricky thing to pin down. It seems to appear when you don’t need it, and then just vanish when you need it the most. And organizational skills, what are those? These are some of the challenges I faced when deciding to go to college.

It happened all through-out college. I had always heard stories about body-shaming with overweight individuals, but I never thought that it would happen to myself or the millions of other young women on college campuses.

I tried not to be irritated with Ronnie she had made numerous appointments and had broken them all. I don't think it was because she didn't value my time. It was possible she just didn't regard time at all. I greeted her in the front lobby of the Arvada School of Massage Therapy. She seemed mixed with emotions; like she had a lot on her mind. I took her into my office, and as I pulled out the enrollment paperwork, I looked up, and as Andrea passed by her old office which I now occupied, she smiled at me. I smiled back.

“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

In the beginning I was unsure of what I wanted to do. I thought I wanted to go into publishing, but I then changed my mind. All I knew is that I wanted to be surrounded by books all day long. When I was younger I spent most of my time in the library. Even in elementary school we had a library class. After interviewing Krista Bowers-Sharpe, I felt like I got a good insight of what life might actually be like for me after I graduate college next year. When she talked about what graduate school was like for her, I felt like I got the most insight in that. I feel better about applying to grad school now. I was worried at first and I was unsure if I wanted to go. After talking about the types of classes that she took and her experiences, I feel

Working your way through college can be a daunting journey to say the least. There have been a myriad of challenges to overcome, both foreseen and unexpected. A year and half ago I decided to follow my dream of moving to California and obtaining a degree in engineering from the University of California, Berkeley. The decision to follow my passion for science invoked both fear and excitement within myself. I didn’t have the support of many friends and family, as I am originally from the East Coast, many of them seen my moving to California as an unrealistic and unnecessary goal. Despite my own self-doubts and the discouragement of my family I made the decision to relocate to California. That decision manifested the most significant chapter in my life to date. In an extremely short period of time I had to find an apartment, in the Bay Area, one of the most competitive and costly rental markets in the country as well as enroll in school, apply for aid and secure stable

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.

I once read, “to change the system, you have to be the system” -unknown. Determination will take me where I need to go in order to create an impact on the life of others, even if it is only one life I am affecting. For many years I was determined to experience college somewhere outside of Bakersfield however, about halfway through my junior year I realized I could help the people in the city I am from. Opportunities will get me to where I am going and Bakersfield will remain my background. East Bakersfield High School and its staff play a huge role in all that I wish to become as a person and in my career. I come from a family of four, and as the baby of the family one may say the pressure to succeed is intense within myself. My father did not graduate from high school, although he has been rather successful in everything he has done in his life. My mother is the only member of

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.

I am passionate about trying my best. Throughout my high school years, I’ve tried to be as successful as I can. Whether it’s classwork, homework, or tests, I try to prepare myself as much as possible and persevere, even if it is difficult. I usually take my time to do work and make sure that whatever I’m submitting accurately portrays my knowledge and persistence. Though I’m concerned about my success, I am not self-absorbed. I always help others when they’re in need, even if it may seem like a hassle. Helping others motivates me, I cannot let others fail when I know that I’m in a position to help them. Even when I’m asked to help others in an area that I’m not proficient in, I try to assist in the best way I can, whether it means applying

There is no greater fortune than being surrounded by those who are smarter than you. The most compelling part of my academic career was being in a learning environment with peers that have the greatest ambitions. Contrary to my experience at school, my home life laxed on competitive spirit. Unlike most immigrant upbringings, my family was cautious about taking risks. This does not at all mean I grew up in a lazy environment; in fact, I have met very few people as hardworking as my parents. However, when a 7 year old me exclaimed my desire to attend a big university, my family told me to think “realistically.” That moment stuck with me and sparked something that I do not believe anyone saw in me before: my ambition.