Personal Narrative: My College Admissions Essay

The infamous answer to the question, “What is your primary goal for going to school?” is “to further my education, get a job, and be successful” such a cliché if I must say myself. My goal attending school is to make my family happy, as well as myself. In high school, I did not apply myself like I should have done because I was not sure if college was in my favor. Also, being the child of a single parent wanting to attend college seemed impossible, especially far from home. In a family where no one has surpassed the first two years of college, I feel a spotlight is on me to not only finish, but also finish strong. I know how proud my family will be of my accomplishment and how rewarding it will be for me trying to obtain a decent job in the

When my older sister went off to college, I had never seen a more driven, mature and intelligent 18 year old look so terrified and reluctant to leave her home just a few states away. Caroline had spent the majority of her high school years stressed, angry and tired, holed up in her single room acing more APs than I can count with two hands. My sister knew from the time she could read that success meant getting into an Ivy, even if the price was throwing away all human contact or not.

As a student, I have grown in my skills for academic success by having to write an essay in my Honors English class. We’ve recently finished reading the novel The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, and were told to write an essay about one of the given prompts. Before having to write this essay, I was struggling with the type of vocabulary and perspective, which was third-person, I was supposed to use. I had to find the right quotes from the book and explain in detail how they support the prompt, I felt that was the hardest for me. The words “I” or “me” weren’t allowed in the essay, unless they were in quotes. I never wrote anything without writing my thoughts on the subject. Also, the language that is used in the book made it even harder for me to understand what was really going on in the novel, which made the essay harder for me to write. This was the first time writing an essay like this, so it was difficult to me for that reason.

With brows frowning as intensely as possible, I sat still and listened as the doctor concluded, "You have ADHD, and it can only be eased, but not completely cured." Layers upon layers of intense emotions stirred inside me as I sprinted out from the hospital. Anger and despair struck me as the words, “I will never be cured”, echoed in my mind. Enduring this arduous sentence, I isolated myself from the rest of the world. A once jovial kid with endless dreams suddenly transformed into a child with a hollow shell. Eventually, all my confidence and hopes were drained by my internal distress and confusion.

At the CIA, “Food Is Life” means that food is a major ingredient in your life. To others food might mean good taste, but to me food means so much more. Food is what I see, obviously eat, but most importantly, it’s what I think about all day. Food means everything to me and that is why I wish to enroll into the CIA because I know that I will find my success there.

I never even got to say goodbye. When my dad left it was the hardest it's ever been for my family and I, and we were never quite the same. After a while I began to fill into my father's shoes. “Aaron, one day you’re going to have to raise a family of your own. You’re a man, you’re going to have to be the provider for the family.” These words spoken by my mother have run deep through my soul and has shaped me to the very being I am today. I have three sisters, a mother, and a niece. Being the only boy in a family full of women is tough; it seems like the transition from being a boy to a man swiftly creeps upon you, and you suddenly inherit a large sense of responsibility within the household.

Risks can be something huge to overtake that leave you paralyzed with fear. But often smaller risks are overlooked even though they have the potential to change your life. The best risk I have ever taken in my life is a seemingly small one in the grand scheme of things, but I know at the time it seemed a monumental task, but if I had never gotten the courage to take that risk my life would probably be drastically different today.

It seems the older I get, the less assurance I have of anything. And believe me, when I was younger, I had nothing but assurance. Still, that‘s not too surprising considering a large portion of my education was spent in a private religious school, and anyone that has been involved with “faith based education” knows there’s little room for doubt. I mean it‘s not called faith based for nothing! I was being taught absolute truths, there was little room for scientific inquiry. So, armed with my “absolute truth“. I embarked on my chosen “ministry.” I was going to be a “Christian” rock star. Oh yeah, you heard me right. I said “Christian” rock star. I know that sounds like an oxymoron, and it probably is, but like I said earlier, in my youth and early adulthood, I felt I had a pretty good handle on all of life’s mysteries, and being a “Christian“ rock

“Brother, Brother don’t leave me! Don’t leave me!” I turned around I would never leave my brother, I apprehensively turned around keeping the hope that Doodle wasn’t hurt. Even though Doodle was kind of a virulent to me, always following me around being my shadow; I still love him even though he can irritate me. I had inferred that Doodle was hurt when I couldn’t see him anymore, I had lost all hope so quickly. Amazingly when I turned around I saw Doodle running up behind me. I had never felt so much pride in my entire, despite the rain pouring down on me I had never felt better.

About me: I am a go-getter. I push myself to the limit in everything I do, be it sports, academics, or life in general. Every year of high school I have taken the hardest schedule possible, only honors or AP classes, and I have done well. My cumulative weighted GPA has remained above a 4.0 every year due to my strength of schedule and my dedication to excellence. While taking all of these difficult classes, I have played several sports including Baseball, Basketball, and Volleyball, as well as participating in DECA and Academic Team. While most students usually take a break from their most difficult classes their senior year, I elected to take three AP classes in addition to Honors Physics and aiding in the Writing Center. I also made Varsity

I was a good student during my time in elementary, middle, and high school. My grades were A’s, B’s, and a C every now and then. I really did not struggle in grade school with work. My mother was a single parent and did not play around with me about school. She stayed on top of me about making good grades. When I finished high school, my mother was proud of me for graduating without making some of the mistakes she made. When I started college, I was all on my own when it came to making sure I was making good. I would not say that my mother did not care about my education. She just eased up on me so that I can make my own choices. I believe this is where my learning in college begins. College was so hard for me because, I did not feel smart. I hated to go to class and sit around the other students, I thought was understanding everything the professor would say the first time because no one ever asked questions. I can relate to David’s situation because I knew what my problem was but I kept it to myself and would not ask for help or dare to raise my hand to ask a question. I

It was early one Autumn morning,to early for me to be awake,I had a Thundercats soccer game at 6 o'clock in the morning. We drove for a hour and a half to my 6 o'clock morning soccer game in Romeo. When we got there I was the only one there,So my dad and I practice my soccer skills: kicking ,running ,shooting ,and goalie. I remembered when I was younger I kicked a goal in our goal again but I did not care about it because I was on a regular team not a professional travel team. When everyone got there we practice our skills kicking,running,shooting,and Goalie for Cam. I played defense when we started the game because, I can get back to my position very fast like as fast as 1.2 seconds. I visualize that our team will win the game and we will be jumping up and down.

College is all about trying to new things, one of the goals I set out for myself in August was to get myself out there. I joined several organizations my freshman year such as UTA Volunteers, The African Student Organization, and The Muslim Student Association. This year I also became a volunteer at the Texas Health Memorial Hospital in Arlington, an overall great experience and exposure to a hospital setting. I was able to participate in numerous diverse UTA events because of these organizations and met so many amazing people who have become close friends. Some of my favorite events were Oozeball and bed races, which in both events UTA Volunteers competed in the finals. Another highlight was walking in the ASO and MSA fashion show and getting the chance to

Since elementary school, I grew up in an environment in which it was commonly believed that academics were of paramount importance. Unfortunately, upon entering sixth grade, I was officially obese from lack of outdoor activity. I attracted looks of disgust daily from everyone around me. Even the pediatrician I went to gave me a disappointed expression as I had "the blood-pressure of a 25 year old." My happy ending did not come from expensive diets or medication, but rather something more recreational; Suffern Varsity Crew. In crew, I eventually found a normal weight, but along the way, I discovered something more valuable. I found a home and a community with a place for me. My above average weight helped me become one of the three freshmen

Do you know the old cliche of the security guard that has two days till retirement? That is almost applicable to the story of my last days at my workplace, Culligan. The day started as I got up from the old broken-down couch that I use for a bed. The pale morning light gently streamed through the window as I got up to put on my clothes. I looked at the ground of my room to find a pair of jeans and an old T-shirt, and begrudgingly put them on as I tried to wake up, and then I looked for my glasses and wallet. After that I managed to get upstairs, and then I got into my car, and went off to work.