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prompt-Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? Most people, when they think of defining moments in their lives, think of life-shattering events, tragedies, or maybe even their first encounters with love. Well my defining moment was a much more subtle, but just as important, event. I was a 4th grader year old with a short attention span, and it was my least favorite subject, math. My mind began to wander, and eventually I saw something that I found more worthy of my attention than math, a book. I grabbed the book from the class' library when the teacher had her back turned, and I spent the rest of that period reading it secretly by holding the book under my desk. I soon began neglecting all my other classes just to continue reading the book, so can you imagine my excitement when I found out the book had sequels? The book's title was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone by J.K Rowling, and I'm sure you have heard of it. To most kids, reading was limited to doing homework and other menial tasks, but to me, reading was so much more. It was a way to explore and experience things I knew I would never have the chance to in real life. I soon became a voracious reader, reading everything and anything I could get my hands on. When most were watching TV, playing video games, or out playing, I had my face buried in a book. This bookworm quality I developed as a child has only helped me in my life. It has opened my mind to different ideas and states of mind. It has increased my vocabulary and has made taking AP English and Literature courses enjoyable because they entail what I love to do-read. With my love of reading came a love of writing. The thrill of expressing ideas or creating stories and worlds with words is the first thing that hits me when assigned a paper for a class. This enthusiasm for writing is what drives me to further my education, major in English, and one day become a writer. Because of that fateful day in the 4th grade, I see a page of text as having endless possibilities, a blank page as something to be filled, and any idea as something to explore and that is full of potential.
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Prompt-Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud, and how does it relate to the person you are? Most people, when they think of defining moments in their lives, think of life-shattering events, tragedies, or maybe even their first encounters with love. Well my defining moment was a much more subtle, but just as important, event. I was a 4th grader year old with a short attention span, and it was my least favorite subject, math. My mind began to wander, and eventually I saw something that I found more worthy of my attention than math, a book. I grabbed the book from the class' library when the teacher had her back turned, and I spent the rest of that period reading it secretly by holding the book under my desk. I soon began neglecting all my other classes just to continue reading the book, so can you imagine my excitement when I found out the book had sequels? The book's title was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone by J. K Rowling, and I'm sure you have heard of it. To most kids, reading was limited to doing homework and other menial tasks, but to me, reading was so much more. It was a way to explore and experience things I knew I would never have the chance to in real life. I soon became a voracious reader, reading everything and anything I could get my hands on. When most were watching TV, playing video games, or out playing, I had my face buried in a book. This bookworm quality I developed as a child has only helped me in my life. It has opened my mind to different ideas and states of mind. It has increased my vocabulary and has made taking AP English and Literature courses enjoyable because they entail what I love to do-read. With my love of reading came a love of writing. The thrill of expressing ideas or creating stories and worlds with words is the first thing that hits me when assigned a paper for a class. This enthusiasm for writing is what drives me to further my education, major in English, and one day become a writer. Because of that fateful day in the 4th grade, I see a page of text as having endless possibilities, a blank page as something to be filled, and any idea as something to explore and that is full of potential.
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This last summer I had the unique and amazing opportunity to intern in Washington D.C under Congressman Duncan Hunter of the 52nd Congressional District of California. Here I was able to broaden my view, and open my eyes to the political world. There were various tasks for me to do including giving tours of the capitol, taking phone calls, and organizing constituent mail. There was also free time for me to explore, listen to speeches from prominent people, and sit in on various house and senate committee meetings. I was able to hear speeches from Charlie Cook, Jim Demint, Adam Putnam, Mitch McConnell, and Colin Powell. I was also able to sit on committee hearings involving: the situation in Iran, Medicaide funding, Aviation security - cargo screening, Future of media - co-ownership, and issues with the Secret Ballot. Powell's speech was easily my favorite speech, he told a very inspiring story of his rise from City College to Secretary of State. Telling us how at ten he had absolutely no idea what was going to happen to him. All the other interns I met were college students. I was able to make friends with the other interns in my office, and I was able to learn a lot from them. They shared with me some of their experiences, and advice about colleges. There were many people who felt like they were sincerely trying to make things better, but it also felt like some of the people on the hill were very fake. Many people called into the office to get help from the office. They called about issues they were concerned about, and wanted to know how Hunter could help or his positions on different issues. Along with phone calls, we received an enormous amount of letters asking for support on different issues. A great percentage of mail were chain letters, and this shows how a group of people can rally together for a common cause and try to make a difference in our government. I found this to be an amazing representation of our democracy in action. I was able to easily see the influence that the people in the San Diego district were able to have on their representative. Throughout my stay I saw the house in session many times, and it is a very formal process. During my internship I was able to see the dynamics of the house in session and of the committee hearings. This event has certainly increased my knowledge in politics and government, and how both of them work in dynamic situations I will with no doubt remember this opportunity forever. I had a very enjoyable and intellectually provocative experience this summer. I feel this is very rough draft at the moment. Do you feel that this is a good and unique topic to elaborate on? and should i focus more on how it impacts me? I appreciate any input, Thank you
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This last summer I had the unique and amazing opportunity to intern in Washington D. C under Congressman Duncan Hunter of the 52nd Congressional District of California. Here I was able to broaden my view, and open my eyes to the political world. There were various tasks for me to do including giving tours of the capitol, taking phone calls, and organizing constituent mail. There was also free time for me to explore, listen to speeches from prominent people, and sit in on various house and senate committee meetings. I was able to hear speeches from Charlie Cook, Jim Deming, Adam Putnam, Mitch McConnell, and Colin Powell. I was also able to sit on committee hearings involving: the situation in Iran, Medicaid funding, Aviation security - cargo screening, Future of media - co-ownership, and issues with the Secret Ballot. Powell's speech was easily my favorite speech, he told a very inspiring story of his rise from City College to Secretary of State. Telling us how at ten he had absolutely no idea what was going to happen to him. All the other interns I met were college students. I was able to make friends with the other interns in my office, and I was able to learn a lot from them. They shared with me some of their experiences, and advice about colleges. There were many people who felt like they were sincerely trying to make things better, but it also felt like some people on the hill were very fake. Many people called into the office to get help from the office. They called about issues they were concerned about, and wanted to know how Hunter could help or his positions on different issues. Along with phone calls, we received an enormous amount of letters asking for support on different issues. A great percentage of mail where chain letters, and this shows how a group of people can rally together for a common cause and try to make a difference in our government. I found this to be an amazing representation of our democracy in action. I was able to easily see the influence that the people in the San Diego district were able to have on their representative. Throughout my stay I saw the house in session many times, and it is a very formal process. During my internship I was able to see the dynamics of the house in session and of the committee hearings. This event has certainly increased my knowledge in politics and government, and how both of them work in dynamic situations I will with no doubt remember this opportunity forever. I had a very enjoyable and intellectually provocative experience this summer. I feel this is very rough draft at the moment. Do you feel that this is a good and unique topic to elaborate on? And should I focus more on how it impacts me? I appreciate any input, Thank you
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A dance company is one big team or family. Some of our dances have fifty or more people in them which take a lot of strenuous work to get the choreography correct along with the formations perfect. A leader must rise out of the group to make sure steps are hit properly and timing is on. The leader must also assure the group to be confident and reassure them if they mess up. I am the one that takes that responsibility. This leadership skill has allowed me to take charge or group projects in school and strive for a good grade. Over the years I have learned the fine line between leading and dictating. I believe that to be a good leader one has to listen to others and intake their information and skills. Nothing gets accomplished if the leader just assigns tasks to the members with out consulting what their strengths and weaknesses are. Many people do not realize the physical strength and stamina dancing takes to make it look effortless and graceful. A lot of dedication goes into improving technique and growing in new and upcoming styles. I am at the studio six days a week for a total of about fifteen hours a week. This dedication is exemplified in my everyday life because I have learned that hard work really does pay off so I have been known as a person who never quits and follows through what I am doing. Even when times get hard and I have a million things to do at once, I manage my time efficiently to get everything done on time. Dance isn't just a high-paced activity, but an emotional one too. One of the biggest characteristics of a dancer is discipline. In class, we are to act professional and mature because we are there to learn although on occasion we do have some fun because we are one big family. When I'm not in the studio my principles at dance still apply. I am very respectful to people and show common courtesy. Just imagine the anticipation that overwhelms a dancer right before they step on stage to perform solely on their own. Confidence is a huge part of dance because a dancer can't perform their best if they are self-conscience about what others think or if they believe they will mess up. What I have learned over the years is to just dance because it is what I love to do. People can think whatever they want about me because I dance for myself. I believe confidence is a key asset to have in the real world because one must have the skills to give a report, make conversation and they must be secure with themselves so they know its okay to fail. Failing is a big part of life that helps growth occur.
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A dance company is one big team or family. Some of our dances have fifty or more people in them which take a lot of strenuous work to get the choreography correct along with the formations perfect. A leader must rise out of the group to make sure steps are hit properly and timing is on. The leader must also assure the group to be confident and reassure them if they mess up. I am the one that takes that responsibility. This leadership skill has allowed me to take charge or group projects in school and strive for a good grade. Over the years I have learned the fine line between leading and dictating. I believe that to be a good leader one has to listen to others and intake their information and skills. Nothing gets accomplished if the leader just assigns tasks to the members without consulting what their strengths and weaknesses are. Many people do not realize the physical strength and stamina dancing takes to make it look effortless and graceful. A lot of dedication goes into improving technique and growing in new and upcoming styles. I am at the studio six days a week for a total of about fifteen hours a week. This dedication is exemplified in my everyday life because I have learned that hard work really does pay off, so I have been known as a person who never quits and follows through what I am doing. Even when times get hard, and I have a million things to do at once, I manage my time efficiently to get everything done on time. Dance isn't just a high-paced activity, but an emotional one too. One of the biggest characteristics of a dancer is discipline. In class, we are to act professional and mature because we are there to learn although on occasion we do have some fun because we are one big family. When I'm not in the studio my principles at dance still apply. I am very respectful to people and show common courtesy. Just imagine the anticipation that overwhelms a dancer right before they step on stage to perform solely on their own. Confidence is a huge part of dance because a dancer can't perform their best if they are self-conscience about what others think or if they believe they will mess up. What I have learned over the years is to just dance because it is what I love to do. People can think whatever they want about me because I dance for myself. I believe confidence is a key asset to have in the real world because one must have the skills to give a report, make conversation, and they must be secure with themselves, so they know it's okay to fail. Failing is a big part of life that helps growth occur.
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"I used to dread solving jigsaw puzzles, but one experience with the game two years ago changed my perception. Now, not only do I enjoy assuming the role of a puzzle solver, I also like to examine the many pieces of the puzzle and try to find the correlation between them, thereby using these relationships to piece the puzzles together into a diverse yet beautiful picture. As I solve more and more puzzles these days, I realize that just as jigsaw puzzles are comprised of many seemingly unrelated small and interlocking pieces which produce a complete masterpiece when all the jigsaw pieces are pieced together, the world I lived in is actually a collage of puzzles as well. My multifaceted background and experiences can be portrayed by thetwo different types of puzzle pieces, the edge ones and the filling ones. These experiences have put together to shape me into whom I am today. As a Singaporean, I often see myself as part of a "melting pot" of ideas, cultures, and people, in which different cultures and heritages have assimilated and evolved to create a single unique "Singaporean" culture. Just as a jigsaw puzzle is never complete without its very important filling pieces, my family forms the other important aspect of my life. Since I was young, my parents have inculcated in me a great deal of perseverance, humility, responsibility and respect. Thus, these values eventually became the set of principles that I always stick to, allowing myself to look at things from different perspectives and to demonstrate a responsible personality to move towards my goals with great perseverance. I have learned much from my family. Without them I would not be the person I am today. I hope that with my values and the lessons learned from my parents I will be able to attain the educational pursuit which will equip me with the necessary knowledge for future studies. During the two- week exchange program, we were given the opportunity to interact and attend classes together with the Chinese students. We talked about almost everything under the sun, from their daily activities to the incalculable types of Chinese cuisines from the different regions of China. They introduced the different regional Chinese cuisines, which are collectively better known as the "Eight Great Traditions" (八大菜系), to us while we enthralled them with the names of an entire range of local delights that are truly distinctive to Singapore ; the delectable Bat Kut Teh (pork- rib soup served in a broth of Chinese herbs and spices), the fragrant Hainanese chicken rice, and the Peranakan dishes which combines Chinese, Malay, and other cultural influences into an unique flavour. ---------------------------- If possible, please give me some comments regarding the contents of the essay as I am not sure if I had adequately answered the essay questions.
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"I used to dread solving jigsaw puzzles, but one experience with the game two years ago changed my perception. Now, not only do I enjoy assuming the role of a puzzle solver, I also like to examine the many pieces of the puzzle and try to find the correlation between them, thereby using these relationships to piece the puzzles together into a diverse yet beautiful picture. As I solve more and more puzzles these days, I realize that just as jigsaw puzzles are comprised of many seemingly unrelated small and interlocking pieces which produce a complete masterpiece when all the jigsaw pieces are pieced together, the world I lived in is actually a collage of puzzles as well. My multifaceted background and experiences can be portrayed by the two different types of puzzle pieces, the edge ones and the filling ones. These experiences have put together to shape me into whom I am today. As a Singaporean, I often see myself as part of a "melting pot" of ideas, cultures, and people, in which different cultures and heritages have assimilated and evolved to create a single unique "Singaporean" culture. Just as a jigsaw puzzle is never complete without its very important filling pieces, my family forms the other important aspect of my life. Since I was young, my parents have inculcated in me a great deal of perseverance, humility, responsibility and respect. Thus, these values eventually became the set of principles that I always stick to, allowing myself to look at things from different perspectives and to demonstrate a responsible personality to move towards my goals with great perseverance. I have learned much from my family. Without them, I would not be the person I am today. I hope that with my values and the lessons learned from my parents I will be able to attain the educational pursuit which will equip me with the necessary knowledge for future studies. During the two-week exchange program, we were given the opportunity to interact and attend classes together with the Chinese students. We talked about almost everything under the sun, from their daily activities to the incalculable types of Chinese cuisines from the different regions of China. They introduced the different regional Chinese cuisines, which are collectively better known as the "Eight Great Traditions" (八大菜系), to us while we enthralled them with the names of an entire range of local delights that are truly distinctive to Singapore ; the delectable Bat But The (pork-rib soup served in a broth of Chinese herbs and spices), the fragrant Taiwanese chicken rice, and the Perinatal dishes which combines Chinese, Malay, and other cultural influences into a unique flavor. ---------------------------- If possible, please give me some comments regarding the contents of the essay as I am not sure if I had adequately answered the essay questions.
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Ive drawn of these two rough drafts. I will need to consolidate, and polish up both essays. But I was hoping to get some input from some people. #1 As a member of the cross-country, and track and field teams for my entire high school career, I feel that I have benefit greatly from them. They've shown me in what I used to think was an entirely non team sport, to knowing that they are both extremely team oriented. Both sports have instilled many team values in me. At all the meets my fellow team mates will cheer me on during the races and visa versa. There are also many activities that bring our team together including pasta parties at a runner's house the day before a meet, and pizza parties after the meets. Here we can socialize with all our teammates, and all have a good time. Both sports require much training, and there were sometimes when I felt like I couldn't train anymore, but my teammates were able to get me through it. It is a great feeling when you improve on your best time and set a new personal record. In x-country there has to be ambition from the runners to improve, because the coaches can't make you run. We learn to use our ambitions to push us harder and run independently. Both are truly tests of perseverance, dedication, and endurance, they are not like most other sports where the players receive some sort of break throughout the game. Even though there are some hard times when training, I thoroughly enjoyed my experience. #2 over the summer between 10 and 11th I had the amazing opportunity to work in the UCI Integrated Nano Research Facility under Professor Mark Bachman. Over the next 7 weeks I was able to work with cast molding of silicone rubber (PDMS) for making microfluidic devices, disassemble and help repair a broken microscope, use a computer controlled laser cutter to make precision cuts in plastic, assembled and soldered several circuit boards, helped design and build a miniature heat gun for precision soldering applications, and designed, built, and tested a miniature flatbed scanner using an off the shelf CMOS sensor. I worked on various projects with the college students that gave me a lot of exposure to tools, techniques, and the dynamics of college research labs. The college students there were extremely friendly, and I was able to make friends during my time in the lab. I was the youngest of the selected to intern, while most were undergraduate students. I had a strong willingness to learn, as seen by me asking many questions to the college students there, staying longer than was asked of me, and helping propose ideas. Although I'm used to being very knowledgeable in the topics we study in high school, it was a refreshing change to jump into a situation where I was easily the least informed. However, I was here to learn, and my positive outlook helped me get the most from this amazing learning experience. I appreciate any input, Thank you
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I've drawn of these two rough drafts. I will need to consolidate, and polish up both essays. But I was hoping to get some input from some people. #1 As a member of the cross-country, and track and field teams for my entire high school career, I feel that I have benefit greatly from them. They've shown me in what I used to think was an entirely non-team sport, to knowing that they are both extremely team oriented. Both sports have instilled many team values in me. At all the meets my fellow teammates will cheer me on during the races and vice versa. There are also many activities that bring our team together including pasta parties at a runner's house the day before a meet, and pizza parties after the meets. Here we can socialize with all our teammates, and all have a good time. Both sports require much training, and there were sometimes when I felt like I couldn't train anymore, but my teammates were able to get me through it. It is a great feeling when you improve on your best time and set a new personal record. In x-country there has to be ambition from the runners to improve, because the coaches can't make you run. We learn to use our ambitions to push us harder and run independently. Both are truly tests of perseverance, dedication, and endurance, they are not like most other sports where the players receive some sort of break throughout the game. Even though there are some hard times when training, I thoroughly enjoyed my experience. #2 over the summer between 10 and 11th I had the amazing opportunity to work in the UCI Integrated NATO Research Facility under Professor Mark Bach man. Over the next 7 weeks I was able to work with cast molding of silicone rubber (PDMS) for making microfluidic devices, disassemble and help repair a broken microscope, use a computer controlled laser cutter to make precision cuts in plastic, assembled and soldered several circuit boards, helped design and build a miniature heat gun for precision soldering applications, and designed, built, and tested a miniature flatbed scanner using an off the shelf CMOS sensor. I worked on various projects with the college students that gave me a lot of exposure to tools, techniques, and the dynamics of college research labs. The college students there were extremely friendly, and I was able to make friends during my time in the lab. I was the youngest of the selected to intern, while most were undergraduate students. I had a strong willingness to learn, as seen by me asking many questions to the college students there, staying longer than was asked of me, and helping propose ideas. Although I'm used to being very knowledgeable in the topics we study in high school, it was a refreshing change to jump into a situation where I was easily the least informed. However, I was here to learn, and my positive outlook helped me get the most from this amazing learning experience. I appreciate any input, Thank you
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School in Mississippi is entirely different from school in California. The first thing I noticed was the limited class chooses. I expected high school to have a variety of classes that covered a wide range of subjects, this was not the case. Throughout the year I noticed the teachers' low expectations of the students. It seemed as if the teachers thought that the students showing up for class was a miracle. Not only did the teachers anticipate little from the students, the students themselves expected little from themselves. I met very few motivated people that year. At the beginning of my sophomore year I finally realized why no one was inspired to do well. Not a soul cared, not even the parents, whether the students succeeded or not. Because of the lack of concern for success in life after high school, the quality of education given was diminished. Given that people had a low quality of education, people also had a low quality of life. I saw how little or no education ruined people's life by limiting their opportunities. This motivated me to exert more effort and strive for even higher goals. My experience in Mississippi has shaped who I am today. When I saw the low standards of education there, I realized that someone needs to improve the standard of education. I have decided to dedicate myself to enhance the level of education that Mississippi students are provided. I want to improve their chances of having a successful life. I have seen many peers settle because they don't think they can become anything more than what their parents say they can be or are. I want to motivate them and help them set and achieve their goals. I don't want to see any more students settle for less than they deserve because they were not taught the basic life lesson that they can be whatever they want to be as long as they work hard. At the University of Florida I will gain the skills that are necessary for me to achieve my goals of helping provide a more than satisfactory educational environment in Mississippi and improving the standard of living for future generations.
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School in Mississippi is entirely different from school in California. The first thing I noticed was the limited class chooses. I expected high school to have a variety of classes that covered a wide range of subjects, this was not the case. Throughout the year I noticed the teachers' low expectations of the students. It seemed as if the teachers thought that the students showing up for class was a miracle. Not only did the teachers anticipate little from the students, the students themselves expected little from themselves. I met very few motivated people that year. At the beginning of my sophomore year I finally realized why no one was inspired to do well. Not a soul cared, not even the parents, whether the students succeeded or not. Because of the lack of concern for success in life after high school, the quality of education given was diminished. Given that people had a low quality of education, people also had a low quality of life. I saw how little or no education ruined people's life by limiting their opportunities. This motivated me to exert more effort and strive for even higher goals. My experience in Mississippi has shaped who I am today. When I saw the low standards of education there, I realized that someone needs to improve the standard of education. I have decided to dedicate myself to enhance the level of education that Mississippi students are provided. I want to improve their chances of having a successful life. Furthermore, I have seen many peers settle because they don't think they can become anything more than what their parents say they can be or are. Furthermore, I want to motivate them and help them set and achieve their goals. Furthermore, I don't want to see any more students settle for less than they deserve because they were not taught the basic life lesson that they can be whatever they want to be as long as they work hard. At the University of Florida I will gain the skills that are necessary for me to achieve my goals of helping provide a more than satisfactory educational environment in Mississippi and improving the standard of living for future generations.
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"Vires" is looked upon as strength of any kind. Physical strengths are obvious to all, mine being the four years i was able to enjoy playing soccer. Hidden to some but apparent to many is the intellectual strength. Through hard work I have managed to maintain a 4.1 GPA through an extensive list of high level courses and was voted Vice President of my National Honor Society Chapter. My most cherished strength however, and the one that is not always recognized in people, comes morally. I am fortunate enough to be surrounded by a loving group of family and friends that taught me 'the ropes' of life. Through them I have grown up engrained with respect, pride, and knowing the fine line between right and wrong. The word "Artes" refers to the beauty personified in skill, craft, or art. This is one of my obvious advantages. Not only have i had multiple art pieces displayed in showcases, but seven years of instrumental practices has opened my eyes to worlds of splendor. The task of learning multiple instruments along with the influence of different directors has taught me to appreciate the power music holds within it's lines. I have witnessed first hand music's ability to bring it's players together and inspire those who hear it. Whether it's literature, visual art, or music, art is the one thing that connects the far reaches of the world, the embodiment of true beauty. The greatest thing that my high school experience has given me would be related with the word "Mores". It refers to character, custom or tradition. My best example; a large portion of the last three years of my life has been spent with my school's marching band. For the latter two of those years, being Drum Major, they have been under my direction. Being a competitive band, it has required an unnatural amount of dedication and presented me with a load of responsibility that can be overwhelming. However stressful it gets though, it has given me way too much to ever abandon it. The program has not only provided me with a second family and endless memories, it has exposed me to countless traditions, given me a heightened level of pride in my school, a new found confidence, and a self-discipline that carries over into virtually every area of my life. Florida State University is a school built on tradition, academic and athletic excellence, and community. It's where students are the manifestation of the values "Vires, Artes, Mores". I believe I too have found these balanced within my life and would be proud to call myself a Florida State Seminole.
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"Virus" is looked upon as strength of any kind. Physical strengths are obvious to all, mine being the four years I was able to enjoy playing soccer. Hidden to some but apparent to many is the intellectual strength. Through hard work I have managed to maintain a 4.1 GPA through an extensive list of high level courses and was voted Vice President of my National Honor Society Chapter. My most cherished strength however, and the one that is not always recognized in people, comes morally. I am fortunate enough to be surrounded by a loving group of family and friends that taught me 'the ropes' of life. Through them, I have grown up engrained with respect, pride, and knowing the fine line between right and wrong. The word "Arts" refers to the beauty personified in skill, craft, or art. This is one of my obvious advantages. Not only have I had multiple art pieces displayed in showcases, but seven years of instrumental practices has opened my eyes to worlds of splendor. The task of learning multiple instruments along with the influence of different directors has taught me to appreciate the power music holds within its lines. I have witnessed first-hand music's ability to bring its players together and inspire those who hear it. Whether it's literature, visual art, or music, art is the one thing that connects the far reaches of the world, the embodiment of true beauty. The greatest thing that my high school experience has given me would be related with the word "Mores". It refers to character, custom or tradition. My best example; a large portion of the last three years of my life has been spent with my school's marching band. For the latter two of those years, being Drum Major, they have been under my direction. Being a competitive band, it has required an unnatural amount of dedication and presented me with a load of responsibility that can be overwhelming. However stressful it gets though, it has given me way too much to ever abandon it. The program has not only provided me with a second family and endless memories, it has exposed me to countless traditions, given me a heightened level of pride in my school, a new-found confidence, and a self-discipline that carries over into virtually every area of my life. Florida State University is a school built on tradition, academic and athletic excellence, and community. It's where students are the manifestation of the values "Virus, Arts, Mores". I believe I too have found these balanced within my life and would be proud to call myself a Florida State Seminole.
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How will your individual background, experiences and personal identity influence your educational pursuits and your contributions to the campus community at the University of Florida? Growing up in Miami has been a great stepping stone to get me where I am today. By opening my mind to so many backgrounds and beliefs, I have carefully formed my personal ideologies. By going to a high school in a multicultural "Melting Pot" and having friends of numerous diverse heritages and religions, I have gained such an insight on so many different cultures of the world and I can not wait to apply this to my life on the college campus of The University of Florida. I go to high school in the center of Miami and I specialize in the academy of Hospitality and Tourism. For the past four years I have been taught about the huge range of people that come to and live in Miami. I have learned to open my mind to all sorts of people and their ways of living. I have experienced so many cultures and I fell that I can adapt well in any type of environment. I have made friends with such a wide range of people and learned so many things about their backgrounds. I have done community service in a few tourist locations, Monkey Jungle for one and I observed numerous new people and learned to provide great community service in return for my work. I used the customer service I learned when I was offered an Internship at a restaurant. I have gained the greatest experience that anyone can ask for. An experience that has left me with knowledge and an attitude that will contribute so much to the campus of The University of Florida.
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How will your individual background, experiences and personal identity influence your educational pursuits and your contributions to the campus community at the University of Florida? Growing up in Miami has been a great stepping stone to get me where I am today. By opening my mind to so many backgrounds and beliefs, I have carefully formed my personal ideologies. By going to a high school in a multicultural "Melting Pot" and having friends of numerous diverse heritages and religions, I have gained such an insight on so many cultures of the world and I can not wait to apply this to my life on the college campus of The University of Florida. I go to high school in the center of Miami and I specialize in the academy of Hospitality and Tourism. For the past four years I have been taught about the huge range of people that come to and live in Miami. I have learned to open my mind to all sorts of people and their ways of living. I have experienced so many cultures and I fell that I can adapt well in any type of environment. Furthermore, I have made friends with such a wide range of people and learned so many things about their backgrounds. Furthermore, I have done community service in a few tourist locations, Monkey Jungle for one, and I observed numerous new people and learned to provide great community service in return for my work. Furthermore, I used the customer service I learned when I was offered an Internship at a restaurant. Furthermore, I have gained the greatest experience that anyone can ask for. An experience that has left me with knowledge and an attitude that will contribute so much to the campus of The University of Florida.
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Describe a meaningful event, experience or accomplishment in your life and how it will affect your college experience or your contribution to the UF campus community. You may want to reflect on your family, your school or community activities, or your involvement in areas outside of school. #1 Every day, I would get to school and have this horrible regretful feeling because I had all the time in the world to do my school work, but of course I was always watching tv or playing soccer or with my boyfriend. It was during winter break in my sophomore year, when my boyfriend had left to Argentina. I was bored and figured, I minus well do my winter homework package for school. As soon as I started the work I was super-glued to it. It was like a drug to my brain. Three hours later, I had finally finished; this strange feeling came over me, I had felt this amazing satisfaction that I was going to get 6 A's as soon as I got back to school. This feeling was absolutelly addicting. From that day forward all I could think about was having the passion to do all my work, and everytime I would finish school work there it was, the sensation of accomplishment that would overcome my mind. Though it had taken me a while from elementary school until my sophomore year to realize how fulfilling it was. This small yet mind altering experience completely opened my eyes and changed my perseption about life and school. I have come to a realization, that highschool was ending soon but I wanted to keep this thirst for knowledge. In my eyes The University of Florida is the best university for Education Majors and I know that this school will benefit from my attendance. UF only accepts students who want to learn and students who will never give up and I assure you that none of the UF staff will ever be disappointed in me. The well known reputation of this university will only grow and succeed with me. In order to be successful you need to have a passion and love what you do, UF has everything I need to succeed in life, and I will take all I can from such an amazing school. ____________________________________________________________ ______________ #2 It was time, the day had come, the Ronald ReaganDoral Sr. High Junior Class of 2009 was picking out their class ring. Everyone was so anxious to pick out the stone and to decorate the ring, I was surrounded by all my classmates with a enormous smiles on their faces and absolutely thrilled expressions. There I was, with the bleakest look on my face. All that I could think about was that my simple, easy, carefree, adolescent high school chapter was coming to an end. It was time to pick up the pace, it was time pull up my GPA, it was time to prove to everyone that I can step up and become the best I can be. For the past 2 years I have been working so hard and I've been gaining this fulfilling feeling of accomplishment, the satisfaction of knowing that I am trying my best to reach my highest point. As hard as its been keeping my grades up and taking all honors classes while working at a part job every night, my number one priority will always be towards my education because, like my mom always said, "Money and materialistic things can go away any second, but your education and the knowledge you gain will be with you forever". I believe that The University of Florida will strongly benefit from having me on campus. I am a dedicated hard worker and an extremely goal oriented person. Ever since I heard about this university and its focus on Education Majors my goal has been to make it into this school, and with my passion to thrive for a better future, I know that The University of Florida will appreciate a student who thirsts for knowledge and thrives for accomplishment. This school will definately benefit from my attendance. UF only accepts students who want to learn and students who will never give up and I assure you that none of the UF staff will ever be disappointed in me. The well known reputation of this university will only grow and succeed with me. In order to be successful you need to have a passion and love what you do, UF has everything I need to succeed in life, and I will take all I can from such an amazing school.
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Describe a meaningful event, experience or accomplishment in your life and how it will affect your college experience or your contribution to the OF campus community. You may want to reflect on your family, your school or community activities, or your involvement in areas outside of school. #1 Every day, I would get to school and have this horrible regretful feeling because I had all the time in the world to do my school work, but of course I was always watching TV or playing soccer or with my boyfriend. It was during winter break in my sophomore year, when my boyfriend had left to Argentina. I was bored and figured, I might as well do my winter homework package for school. As soon as I started the work I was superglued to it. It was like a drug to my brain. Three hours later, I had finally finished; this strange feeling came over me, I had felt this amazing satisfaction that I was going to get 6 A's as soon as I got back to school. This feeling was absolutely addicting. From that day forward all I could think about was having the passion to do all my work, and every time I would finish school work there it was, the sensation of accomplishment that would overcome my mind. Though it had taken me a while from elementary school until my sophomore year to realize how fulfilling it was. This is small yet mind-altering experience completely opened my eyes and changed my perception about life and school. I have come to a realization, that high school was ending soon, but I wanted to keep this thirst for knowledge. In my eyes The University of Florida is the best university for Education Majors and I know that this school will benefit from my attendance. OF only accepts students who want to learn and students who will never give up, and I assure you that none of the OF staff will ever be disappointed in me. The well known reputation of this university will only grow and succeed with me. In order to be successful you need to have a passion and love what you do, OF has everything I need to succeed in life, and I will take all I can from such an amazing school. ____________________________________________________________ ______________ #2 It was time, the day had come, the Ronald ReaganDoral Sr. High Junior Class of 2009 was picking out their class ring. Everyone was so anxious to pick out the stone and to decorate the ring, I was surrounded by all my classmates with a enormous smile on their faces and absolutely thrilled expressions. There I was, with the bleakest look on my face. All that I could think about was that my simple, easy, carefree, adolescent high school chapter was coming to an end. It was time to pick up the pace, it was time to pull up my GPA, it was time to prove to everyone that I can step up and become the best I can be. For the past 2 years I have been working so hard and I've been gaining this fulfilling feeling of accomplishment, the satisfaction of knowing that I am trying my best to reach my highest point. As hard as it's been keeping my grades up and taking all honors classes while working at a part job every night, my number one priority will always be towards my education because, like my mom always said, "Money and materialistic things can go away any second, but your education and the knowledge you gain will be with you forever". I believe that The University of Florida will strongly benefit from having me on campus. I am a dedicated hard worker and an extremely goal oriented person. Ever since I heard about this university and its focus on Education Majors my goal has been to make it into this school, and with my passion to thrive for a better future, I know that The University of Florida will appreciate a student who thirsts for knowledge and thrives for accomplishment. This school will definitely benefit from my attendance. OF only accepts students who want to learn and students who will never give up, and I assure you that none of the OF staff will ever be disappointed in me. The well known reputation of this university will only grow and succeed with me. In order to be successful you need to have a passion and love what you do, OF has everything I need to succeed in life, and I will take all I can from such an amazing school.
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It's that tepid emotion that situates itself upon the unbridled layers ofyouth- that storm of chaotic opposition, which belies time and interprets theessence of a soul- that feeling that can only be activated through a catalyst. I didn't learn her name. Names aren't important- just society imposed marksthat identify the impersonal qualities of a being. I wouldn't learn her name.She was too important- her description would be from her character, not hername. Here we are. Let's begin. Beginning is always a wise choice. That day- oh that fateful day! Her eyes- a sort of blue that bleeds andsparkles throughout the blackened night- transfixed me in my state ofhopelessness- my state of dreary annoyance at the misrepresentation I allowedupon me by society's innate desires to interpret based on preconceivedassumptions. Her hair- brown as a form of symbolic imperfection that attributedto her face, oh her beautiful face- that redefined imperfection as simply,perfection, poisoned bitterness. The sun rose as my heart fell-until her. She spoke with an undefined grace- oh on that fateful day! "Wait there. Don't leave. I would like a closer look at you before you leave." People do not speak so abruptly. Her tone seemed of annoyance, but her smile-oh her beautiful smile! "Do you not speak?" "No... I think." "Thinking only goes so far. Too much happens while we think." "What do you mean?" I was falling in love with her. She was Heavenly. "I mean. Life is too short to think. In all honesty, thinking is an excuse fornot living. Thinking is just a way to prepare for what to say- or it shouldbe." "But, umm." A man riding a horse dashed past us, almost knocking me over in theeffort. He was yelling, "SAVE NARNIA!!!" I think he was drunk. Why would a manbe riding a horse on the beach at twelve o'clock at night? "Are you okay?" she asked. "That man- what do you think of him?" "He's crazy." I said bluntly. Her frown of disapproval was so beautiful that Ifelt the Heavens open up- I was depressed at the thought of upsetting an Angel. "My mother left me here. I'm not sure when she will come back. Follow me!" I did. I followed her through the misshapen rocks along the shore, up a tinycliff, up a larger cliff, until the point that we could no longer see thegrains of white sand upon the ground we once stood. Several hundred feet abovethe Water, she took my hand and brought me to the edge of the cliff. The moonwas out- a half moon- I hadn't noticed it before. "Hold my arm." she said as she jumped off of the cliff. "This is beautiful."She was hanging down from the cliff, overlooking the misshapen rocks. Istrained as I lifted her with all of the force in my body. When I had finallymanaged to lift her up, we sat down along the edge- her head on my shoulder. "Why would you do that?" Her lips were not trembling as mine were. She wasfearless. "If I had died, would you be sad?" she asked in a surprisingly cheerful voice. "Well. I wouldn't have saved you if I hadn't thought I'd be sad. I think- butwho knows? It might have been very exciting." She shoved me. "Ah. I'm onlyjoking." I smiled at her for the first time. "There it is. You smiled! Now let's go. We have to do something- somethingspecial." I followed her. I would have followed her anywhere. The moon was falling-ever so slowly. I followed her to a restaurant locatedalong the outer edge of the beach. "Put your face in your shirt. When we getin, follow my lead!" Were we going to rob the place? This might be where I drawthe line. I went in. She walked over to a table where a company of ten people were sitting. Shejumped on the table- followed by myself- and started singing How Much Is ThatDoggie in the Window. After we had finished, we curtseyed and sprinted out ofthe building. "You're wonderful" I told her. I meant it. "Hey... Would you kiss me?" I thought about it, nervously, and kissed her. Shesmiled. "Thank you." Off in the distance a sound was calling for a name I couldnot distinguish. "I must go now. But, if I don't see you again, make sure youdon't become a clichi." I gave her my number and watched longingly as shewalked away. Two weeks later, I received a phone call from a woman revealing that herdaughter had recently passed away of leukemia and had wished to deliver amessage to me: "You made one of my last nights very special. I hope you becomelike the man on the horse." The note upset me. It seemed rather simple for sucha wonderfully complex girl- but I guess that was the point. She taught me thatto do what is expected is to follow the standard- the clichi- is to not reallylive. That beautiful girl that spent some of her last hours teaching me how tolive- that wonderful girl that died- that girl whose name I'll never know, willbe my love for ever.
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It's that tepid emotion that situates itself upon the unbridled layers of youth- that storm of chaotic opposition, which belies time and interprets the essence of a soul-that feeling that can only be activated through a catalyst. I didn't learn her name. Names aren't important-just society imposed marks that identify the impersonal qualities of a being. I wouldn't learn her name. She was too important-her description would be from her character, not her name. Here we are. Let's begin. Beginning is always a wise choice. That day-oh that fateful day! Her eyes- a sort of blue that bleeds and sparkles throughout the blackened night-transfixed me in my state of hopelessness- my state of dreary annoyance at the misrepresentation I allowed upon me by society's innate desires to interpret based on preconceived assumptions. Her hair-brown as a form of symbolic imperfection that attributed to her face, oh her beautiful face-that redefined imperfection as simply, perfection, poisoned bitterness. The sun rose as my heart fell-until her. She spoke with an undefined grace-oh on that fateful day! "Wait there. Don't leave. I would like a closer look at you before you leave." People do not speak so abruptly. Her tone seemed of annoyance, but her smile-oh her beautiful smile! "Do you not speak?" "No... I think." "Thinking only goes so far. Too much happens while we think." "What do you mean?" I was falling in love with her. She was Heavenly. "I mean. Life is too short to think. In all honesty, thinking is an excuse forgot living. Thinking is just a way to prepare for what to say- or it should be." "But, umm." A man riding a horse dashed past us, almost knocking me over in the effort. He was yelling, "SAVE NARNIA!!!" I think he was drunk. Why would a maybe riding a horse on the beach at twelve o'clock at night? "Are you okay?" she asked. "That man-what do you think of him?" "He's crazy." I said bluntly. Her frown of disapproval was so beautiful that Felt the Heavens open up- I was depressed at the thought of upsetting an Angel. "My mother left me here. I'm not sure when she will come back. Follow me!" I did. I followed her through the misshapen rocks along the shore, up a tiny cliff, up a larger cliff, until the point that we could no longer see the grains of white sand upon the ground we once stood. Several hundred feet above the Water, she took my hand and brought me to the edge of the cliff. The moon was out- a half moon- I hadn't noticed it before. "Hold my arm." she said as she jumped off of the cliff. "This is beautiful." She was hanging down from the cliff, overlooking the misshapen rocks. Strained as I lifted her with all the force in my body. When I had finally managed to lift her up, we sat down along the edge-her head on my shoulder. "Why would you do that?" Her lips were not trembling as mine were. She was fearless. "If I had died, would you be sad?" she asked in a surprisingly cheerful voice. "Well. I wouldn't have saved you if I hadn't thought I'd be sad. I think- but who knows? It might have been very exciting." She shoved me. "Ah. I'm only joking." I smiled at her for the first time. "There it is. You smiled! Now let's go. We have to do something- something special." I followed her. I would have followed her anywhere. The moon was falling-ever so slowly. I followed her to a restaurant located along the outer edge of the beach. "Put your face in your shirt. When we get in, follow my lead!" Were we going to rob the place? This might be where I draw the line. I went in. She walked over to a table where a company of ten people were sitting. She jumped on the table-followed by myself- and started singing How Much Is ThatDoggie in the Window. After we had finished, we curtsied and sprinted out of the building. "You're wonderful" I told her. I meant it. "Hey... Would you kiss me?" I thought about it, nervously, and kissed her. She smiled. "Thank you." Off in the distance a sound was calling for a name I could not distinguish. "I must go now. But, if I don't see you again, make sure youdon't become a cliché." I gave her my number and watched longingly as she walked away. Two weeks later, I received a phone call from a woman revealing that her daughter had recently passed away of leukemia and had wished to deliver message to me: "You made one of my last nights very special. I hope you becomelike the man on the horse." The note upset me. It seemed rather simple for such wonderfully complex girl- but I guess that was the point. She taught me that to do what is expected is to follow the standard-the cliché- is to not really live. That beautiful girl that spent some of her last hours teaching me how olive- that wonderful girl that died-that girl whose name I'll never know, Willie my love forever.
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Prompt: Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you. Ever since I was a kid I knew that someday I would have the opportunity to see what is going on outside of the bubble that I live in. I live in Brentwood, Tennessee, where most everybody's opinions are the same. The surrounding areas call us the "Brentwood Bubble" because we are like our own microcosm in the state of Tennessee. Everything and anything we need is right here. Brentwood is definitely not a melting pot; I had not been exposed to many other varying viewpoints or cultures except on the news and internet. Graduating from high school and moving on to college would hit me in the face if I did not start getting exposed to the world outside the "bubble". My life changed when I went to Mexico to build houses for people in poverty in the spring break of 2007.
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Prompt: Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you. Ever since I was a kid I knew that someday I would have the opportunity to see what is going on outside the bubble that I live in. I live in Brentwood, Tennessee, where almost everybody's opinions are the same. The surrounding areas call us the "Brentwood Bubble" because we are like our own microcosm in the state of Tennessee. Everything and anything we need is right here. Brentwood is definitely not a melting pot; I had not been exposed to many other varying viewpoints or cultures except on the news and internet. Graduating from high school and moving on to college would hit me in the face if I did not start getting exposed to the world outside the "bubble". My life changed when I went to Mexico to build houses for people in poverty in the spring break of 2007.
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During recent years, my skills and talents weren't always inclined to one specific interest. Instead, I was always keen on trying different activities in order to find out what I was most passionate about. Although I was a cheerleader and a frequent performer through out my Secondary School years, I was convinced that those weren't my mere aptitudes. Before the end of my fourth year, I decided to put my education on hold to evaluate on my capabilities and abilities. During then, I bide my time by doing various avocations. Music being one of my enthusiasms, I took up and completed voice training in the Philippines. It has expanded my knowledge in music and given me a notably greater passion for singing. Knowing that I had numerous enthusiasms, I push my boundaries by doing abstract art. Having had diminutive knowledge, I did researches and purchased art books. I believe that art is based solely on expressing one's innermost feelings. Famous artist and graphic designer Wassily Kandinsky studied law and economics but became world renowned for his passion. Being a daughter of an English kindergarten teacher, I understand the difficulties of teaching. My knowledge not only comes from being an observant daughter but I have had the experience to boot. I worked as a part-time English tutor and taught children of young age. My patience was tested countless times but I dealt with it and learned to enjoy. I have certainly overcome my weakness in being impatient. Working with children has strengthened my leadership and interacting skills. My decision for putting my education on hold has made me see things through a brighter perspective. I have faith in what I do and whatever comes my way. I set myself apart from other applicants because of this.
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During recent years, my skills and talents weren't always inclined to one specific interest. Instead, I was always keen on trying different activities in order to find out what I was most passionate about. Although I was a cheerleader and a frequent performer throughout my Secondary School years, I was convinced that those weren't my mere aptitudes. Before the end of my fourth year, I decided to put my education on hold to evaluate on my capabilities and abilities. During then, I bide my time by doing various avocations. Music being one of my enthusiasms, I took up and completed voice training in the Philippines. It has expanded my knowledge in music and given me a notably greater passion for singing. Knowing that I had numerous enthusiasms, I push my boundaries by doing abstract art. Having had diminutive knowledge, I did researches and purchased art books. I believe that art is based solely on expressing one's innermost feelings. Famous artist and graphic designer Wassily Kandinsky studied law and economics but became world renowned for his passion. Being a daughter of an English kindergarten teacher, I understand the difficulties of teaching. My knowledge not only comes from being an observant daughter, but I have had the experience to boot. I worked as a part-time English tutor and taught children of young age. My patience was tested countless times, but I dealt with it and learned to enjoy. I have certainly overcome my weakness in being impatient. Working with children has strengthened my leadership and interacting skills. My decision for putting my education on hold has made me see things through a brighter perspective. I have faith in what I do and whatever comes my way. I set myself apart from other applicants because of this.
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4.What qualities or unique characteristics do you possess that would allow you to contribute to the UCF community? I apply to UCF knowing that my ability to analyze and think abstractly will provide nearly limitless possibilities for me to influence, and even diversify the UCF community. My greatest talent, I once believed, has always been my ability to do a wide variety of things successfully; I was a talented athlete, a talented artist, a talented writer, and a good communicator. I once believed that these things made unique and set me apart from the rest. But I grew to realize that there were always others who could do better at one or maybe more of these things than I was. Therefore, I created in myself a competitive spirit, to push myself to expand and to progress my knowledge and abilities in as many different areas as possible. It was in this quest that I found myself in the realm of literature, writing nearly everyday, works of all types, short stories, essays, poetry, articles, and even a novel, much of which has been published. And within this journey I found myself inclined to read and analyze these readings, to think into the souls of these writers such as Poe, John Milton, and Hemingway, and from there I grew accustomed to this idea of thinking beyond the words on the paper and thinking for myself, realizing the truths that these works revealed about life. This ability to analyze remained latent for the most part until my writing endeavor and has been attributed to my success in so many fields. Unbeknown to me, it allowed me to excel artistically, enabling me to look at a particular structure and to understand it's composure and anatomy. It helped me to excel in my writing by allowing me to implant into me works the things that I extract and reflect upon from other works. It allowed me to take from these situations that we see on paper, as perhaps mere coincidental arrangements of words, and to draw an emotional connection and deeper meaning to use in my own. A lot of people would call this creativity, and to a certain degree I do believe that this analytical thinking can be considered just creativity. But it's creativity that spawns from the ability to think abstractly. And I believe that I have always been able to combine my creativity with my competitive spirit to produce a progressive personality. The idea of moving forward, and growing has always been one of my keystones and I believe that that's what any community can benefit greatly from. Therefore, I think my abstract thinking provides me with perhaps the most unique characteristic of all, allowing me to not only create and come up with new ideas, but to understand their significance, their weaknesses. In every sense of the word, this quality provides me with the versatility to excel in many different work fields, the strength to push forward and to compete effectively by branching in more than one direction rather than thinking linearly and hitting plateau, and lastly, but certainly equally importantly, the open-mindedness to get along with nearly any group of people by allowing me to understand and empathize with them. This characteristic, I believe, transcends the concept of personality and nature, and allows me the potential and strength to influence the UCF community in any way possible. I apply to UCF knowing that my ability to analyze and think abstractly will provide nearly limitless possibilities for me to influence, and even diversify the UCF community. My greatest talent, I once believed, has always been my ability to do a wide variety of things successfully; I was a talented athlete, a talented artist, a talented writer, and a good communicator. I once believed that these things made unique and set me apart from the rest. But I grew to realize that there were always others who could do better at one or maybe more of these things than I was. Therefore, I created in myself a competitive spirit, to push myself to expand and to progress my knowledge and abilities in as many different areas as possible. It was in this quest that I found myself in the realm of literature, writing nearly everyday, works of all types, short stories, essays, poetry, articles, and even a novel, much of which has been published. And within this journey I found myself inclined to read and analyze these readings, to think into the souls of these writers such as Poe, John Milton, and Hemingway, and from there I grew accustomed to this idea of thinking beyond the words on the paper and thinking for myself. This ability to analyze remained latent for the most part until my writing endeavor and has been attributed to my success in so many fields. Unbeknown to me, it allowed me to excel artistically, enabling me to look at a particular structure and to understand it's composure and anatomy. It helped me to excel in my writing by allowing me to implant into me works the things that I extract and reflect upon from other works. It allowed me to take from these situations that we see on paper, as perhaps mere coincidental arrangements of words, and to draw an emotional connection and deeper meaning to use in my own. A lot of people would call this creativity, and to a certain degree I do believe that this analytical thinking can be considered just creativity. But it's creativity that spawns from the ability to think abstractly. And I believe that I have always been able to combine my creativity with my competitive spirit to produce a progressive personality. The idea of moving forward, and growing has always been one of my keystones and I believe that that's what any community can benefit greatly from. Therefore, I think my abstract thinking provides me with perhaps the most unique characteristic of all, allowing me to not only create and come up with new ideas, but to understand their significance, their weaknesses. In every sense of the word, my ability provides me with the versatility to excel in many different work fields, the strength to push forward and to compete effectively by branching in more than one direction rather than thinking linearly and hitting plateau, and lastly, but certainly equally importantly, the open-mindedness to get along with nearly any group of people by allowing me to understand and empathize with them. This characteristic, I believe, transcends the concept of personality and nature, and allows me the potential and strength to influence the UCF community in any way possible. 3.Why did you choose to apply to UCF? For a long while I was pressured to apply to only Ivy League schools as my parents felt that that was where I belonged. However, as I did research and got to know UCF, I began to grow attached to the school and its many positives. Yes, many of the Ivy Leagues excel academically, but they lack a soul, and balance which I felt was not worth their steep price tags. It was UCF's affordability, community and campus diversity, and the opportunities it presents in Orlando that drew me in. Being an in-state student, it was my first choice to seek out Florida schools for their state resident discounts. The already relatively low discount price combined with the Florida Bright Futures Scholarship opportunity was highly attractive to me. It seemed to make it almost a requirement for me to apply to UCF as I was both a resident and would qualify for atleast the 75% discount. However, that did not initially set UCF apart from other Florida colleges. Both University Florida and Florida State University, other top Florida schools, would offer similar affordability. It was the diversity of the campus and city that further pushed UCF up on my list. The ethnic diversity is just one area in which the school excels, representing a large number of different races. But it's the diversity of the school's programs and activities that really attracted me in this department. The range of majors was one of the best I'd seen in a school, which appealed to me because I'm not absolutely certain of which major I'd like to pursue due to my interest and ability to excel in many different fields. The school effectively balances its academics with extra curricular activities such as the various events and the rising popularity of Golden Knight athletics. Already a well-rounded university, UCF raises its stock in my list, being located in Orlando, containing a wide range of activities and being home to the Orlando Magics. Being both a man of variety and a huge fan of both basketball and football, UCF appeals to all of my needs. UCF finally seals its spot at number one on my list by being presenting many opportunities for progression. I'm very interested in engineering and UCF offers the perfect internships for this major, as well as offer opportunities to be involved with the Kennedy Space Center. The combination of the affordability, closeness to home(just a 2 hour drive from Jacksonville), academics, and off-campus activities create the perfect environment for me to enjoy myself as well as succeed.
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4. What qualities or unique characteristics do you possess that would allow you to contribute to the UCF community? I apply to UCF knowing that my ability to analyze and think abstractly will provide nearly limitless possibilities for me to influence, and even diversify the UCF community. My greatest talent, I once believed, has always been my ability to do a wide variety of things successfully; I was a talented athlete, a talented artist, a talented writer, and a good communicator. I once believed that these things made unique and set me apart from the rest. But I grew to realize that there were always others who could do better at one or maybe more of these things than I was. Therefore, I created in myself a competitive spirit, to push myself to expand and to progress my knowledge and abilities in as many areas as possible. It was in this quest that I found myself in the realm of literature, writing nearly every day, works of all types, short stories, essays, poetry, articles, and even a novel, much of which has been published. And within this journey I found myself inclined to read and analyze these readings, to think into the souls of these writers such as Poe, John Milton, and Hemingway, and from there I grew accustomed to this idea of thinking beyond the words on the paper and thinking for myself, realizing the truths that these works revealed about life. This ability to analyze remained latent for the most part until my writing endeavor and has been attributed to my success in so many fields. Unknown to me, it allowed me to excel artistically, enabling me to look at a particular structure and to understand its composure and anatomy. It helped me to excel in my writing by allowing me to implant into me works the things that I extract and reflect upon from other works. It allowed me to take from these situations that we see on paper, as perhaps mere coincidental arrangements of words, and to draw an emotional connection and deeper meaning to use in my own. A lot of people would call this creativity, and to a certain degree I do believe that this analytical thinking can be considered just creativity. But it's creativity that spawns from the ability to think abstractly. And I believe that I have always been able to combine my creativity with my competitive spirit to produce a progressive personality. The idea of moving forward, and growing has always been one of my keystones and I believe that that's what any community can benefit greatly from. Therefore, I think my abstract thinking provides me with perhaps the unique characteristic of all, allowing me to not only create and come up with new ideas, but to understand their significance, their weaknesses. In every sense of the word, this quality provides me with the versatility to excel in many work fields, the strength to push forward and to compete effectively by branching in more than one direction rather than thinking linearly and hitting plateau, and lastly, but certainly equally importantly, the open-mindedness to get along with nearly any group of people by allowing me to understand and empathize with them. This characteristic, I believe, transcends the concept of personality and nature, and allows me the potential and strength to influence the UCF community in any way possible. I apply to UCF knowing that my ability to analyze and think abstractly will provide nearly limitless possibilities for me to influence, and even diversify the UCF community. My greatest talent, I once believed, has always been my ability to do a wide variety of things successfully; I was a talented athlete, a talented artist, a talented writer, and a good communicator. I once believed that these things made unique and set me apart from the rest. But I grew to realize that there were always others who could do better at one or maybe more of these things than I was. Therefore, I created in myself a competitive spirit, to push myself to expand and to progress my knowledge and abilities in as many areas as possible. It was in this quest that I found myself in the realm of literature, writing nearly every day, works of all types, short stories, essays, poetry, articles, and even a novel, much of which has been published. And within this journey I found myself inclined to read and analyze these readings, to think into the souls of these writers such as Poe, John Milton, and Hemingway, and from there I grew accustomed to this idea of thinking beyond the words on the paper and thinking for myself. This ability to analyze remained latent for the most part until my writing endeavor and has been attributed to my success in so many fields. Unknown to me, it allowed me to excel artistically, enabling me to look at a particular structure and to understand its composure and anatomy. It helped me to excel in my writing by allowing me to implant into me works the things that I extract and reflect upon from other works. It allowed me to take from these situations that we see on paper, as perhaps mere coincidental arrangements of words, and to draw an emotional connection and deeper meaning to use in my own. A lot of people would call this creativity, and to a certain degree I do believe that this analytical thinking can be considered just creativity. But it's creativity that spawns from the ability to think abstractly. And I believe that I have always been able to combine my creativity with my competitive spirit to produce a progressive personality. The idea of moving forward, and growing has always been one of my keystones and I believe that that's what any community can benefit greatly from. Therefore, I think my abstract thinking provides me with perhaps the unique characteristic of all, allowing me to not only create and come up with new ideas, but to understand their significance, their weaknesses. In every sense of the word, my ability provides me with the versatility to excel in many work fields, the strength to push forward and to compete effectively by branching in more than one direction rather than thinking linearly and hitting plateau, and lastly, but certainly equally importantly, the open-mindedness to get along with nearly any group of people by allowing me to understand and empathize with them. This characteristic, I believe, transcends the concept of personality and nature, and allows me the potential and strength to influence the UCF community in any way possible. 3. Why did you choose to apply to UCF? For a long while I was pressured to apply to only Ivy League schools as my parents felt that that was where I belonged. However, as I did research and got to know UCF, I began to grow attached to the school and its many positives. Yes, many of the Ivy Leagues excel academically, but they lack a soul, and balance which I felt was not worth their steep price tags. It was UCF's affordability, community and campus diversity, and the opportunities it presents in Orlando that drew me in. Being an in-state student, it was my first choice to seek out Florida schools for their state resident discounts. The already relatively low discount price combined with the Florida Bright Futures Scholarship opportunity was highly attractive to me. It seemed to make it almost a requirement for me to apply to UCF as I was both a resident and would qualify for at least the 75% discount. However, that did not initially set UCF apart from other Florida colleges. Both University Florida and Florida State University, other top Florida schools, would offer similar affordability. It was the diversity of the campus and city that further pushed UCF up on my list. The ethnic diversity is just one area in which the school excels, representing many different races. But it's the diversity of the school's programs and activities that really attracted me in this department. The range of majors was one of the best I'd seen in a school, which appealed to me because I'm not absolutely certain of which major I'd like to pursue due to my interest and ability to excel in many fields. The school effectively balances its academics with extracurricular activities such as the various events and the rising popularity of Golden Knight athletics. Already a well-rounded university, UCF raises its stock in my list, being located in Orlando, containing a wide range of activities and being home to the Orlando Magics. Being both a man of variety and a huge fan of both basketball and football, UCF appeals to all of my needs. UCF finally seals its spot at number one on my list by being presenting many opportunities for progression. I'm very interested in engineering and UCF offers the perfect internships for this major, as well as offer opportunities to be involved with the Kennedy Space Center. The combination of the affordability, closeness to home(just a 2-hour drive from Jacksonville), academics, and off-campus activities create the perfect environment for me to enjoy myself as well as succeed.
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"No one's fingerprints are exactly the same as anyone else's" (Virginia Satir). Fingerprints aren't the only things that set me apart from everyone. My diligence and patience do as well. When I do something I am persistent and put hardworking effort in doing whatever it is that I am doing. If a problem were to arise in a situation most people would attack it right then and there, without any logical way of handling the problem. On the other hand, I would take a step back, analyze the problem and find more than one way to go about solving the problem. I am more of a "think before I act" kind of person and this enables me to communicate and work better with others. I know not to offend others while I try to get my point across. My diligence and patience have gotten me very far and have opened my eyes to various things. Everything I do shows my hard work and effort. Every work, idea, and creativeness I bring to the table is as unique and different as everyone else's fingerprints.
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"No one's fingerprints are exactly the same as anyone else's" (Virginia Satire). Fingerprints aren't the only things that set me apart from everyone. My diligence and patience do as well. When I do something I am persistent and put hardworking effort in doing whatever it is that I am doing. If a problem were to arise in a situation most people would attack it right then and there, without any logical way of handling the problem. On the other hand, I would take a step back, analyze the problem and find more than one way to go about solving the problem. I am more of a "think before I act" kind of person and this enables me to communicate and work better with others. I know not to offend others while I try to get my point across. My diligence and patience have gotten me very far and have opened my eyes to various things. Everything I do shows my hard work and effort. Every work, idea, and creativeness I bring to the table is as unique and different as everyone else's fingerprints.
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How has your family history, culture or environment influence who you are? "My family environment sure has made me the person I am today. Out of a family of six I am the oldest of the four children who I am a role model for. As a role model of one little sister and two little brothers who have grown up to be beautiful people. I am the leader that they follow and have taught them how to be a respectful leader of their own lives. They now take their rigorous courses in school and they all attend in extracurricular activities. Within this family environment throughout my life we have brought up many dogs. As the leader I would get all of us to pull together and feed, walk, and bathe the dogs. As my parents who struggle through their hard times due to this recent economical crises, has encouraged me to go out there and get my education. I help my parents by getting everyone in the house to help keep the house clean so when they come home from work they can sit down and watch the presidential debates in peace...well somewhat peace. This family environment is what made me Jared Figueroa the hardworking and successful person." I DONT KNOW IF THIS IS ANY GOOD PLEASE HELP!!!!!
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How has your family history, culture or environment influence who you are? "My family environment sure has made me the person I am today. Out of a family of six I am the oldest of the four children who I am a role model for. As a role model of one little sister and two little brothers who have grown up to be beautiful people. I am the leader that they follow and have taught them how to be a respectful leader of their own lives. They now take their rigorous courses in school, and they all attend in extracurricular activities. Within this family environment throughout my life we have brought up many dogs. As the leader I would get all of us to pull together and feed, walk, and bathe the dogs. As my parents who struggle through their hard times due to this recent economical crises, has encouraged me to go out there and get my education. I help my parents by getting everyone in the house to help keep the house clean so when they come home from work they can sit down and watch the presidential debates in peace...well somewhat peace. This family environment is what made me Jared Figueroa the hardworking and successful person." I DON'T KNOW IF THIS IS ANY GOOD PLEASE HELP!!!!!
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The intro and conclusion are similar to what i posted for my carnegie essay so you can skip over those parts if you want. thanks. For as long as I can remember, I have always dreamed of an education at Boston University. Ranked among the nation's top schools Boston University could make all my dreams as aspirations come true. Through its prestigious history, Boston University has educated some of the finest minds in American History and learning alongside the leaders of tomorrow and the best educators in the field creates an experience that is unachievable anywhere else. Boston University is my number one school for its scholastic excellence, remarkable atmosphere and college town. Ralph Waldo Emerson once said "to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived - that is to have succeeded."By attending Boston University's 7-year BAMD program, I wish to add my name the list of individuals who have graduated from Boston University and have had unimaginable success in their field. By receiving my MD degree from the Boston University School of Medicine, I will be able to help a countless number of individuals and, according to Ralph Waldo Emerson, be able to achieve true success. Boston University educated some of the brightest minds of our time from Edward Zander (CEO Motorola) to John F. Smith, Jr. (former CEO of General Motors) which represent the extensive knowledge and support of the faculty at Boston University. From the wealth of research opportunities and internships available at Boston University, every one of their students is able to leave a lasting impression on the world. The city of Boston is known to be one of the greatest cities in the United States for its wealth of opportunities. Home to the Celtics, Patriots, and Red Sox's weekend pastimes would be plentiful any time of the year. Home to some of the best medical institutions in the country, Boston also has made its impression on the medical industry. By being located within minutes of the Massachusetts General Hospital, Dana-Farber Cancer Institute, and Brigham and Women's Hospital the students of Boston University have unlimited medical opportunities, internships and a future in medicine available to them. The legacy and prestige associated with Boston University are the greatest qualities that set Boston University apart from all other schools. With the wealth of research opportunities and the amazing faculty available at Boston University, anything is possible. Because of its educational experience and the Boston environment, Boston University is my number one college choice.
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The intro and conclusion are similar to what I posted for my Carnegie essay, so you can skip over those parts if you want. Thanks. For as long as I can remember, I have always dreamed of an education at Boston University. Ranked among the nation's top schools Boston University could make all my dreams as aspirations come true. Through its prestigious history, Boston University has educated some of the finest minds in American History and learning alongside the leaders of tomorrow and the best educators in the field creates an experience that is unachievable anywhere else. Boston University is my number one school for its scholastic excellence, remarkable atmosphere and college town. Ralph Waldo Emerson once said "to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived - that is to have succeeded." By attending Boston University's 7-year BAND program, I wish to add my name the list of individuals who have graduated from Boston University and have had unimaginable success in their field. By receiving my MD degree from the Boston University School of Medicine, I will be able to help a countless number of individuals and, according to Ralph Waldo Emerson, be able to achieve true success. Boston University educated some of the brightest minds of our time from Edward Wander (CEO Motorola) to John F. Smith, Jr. (former CEO of General Motors) which represent the extensive knowledge and support of the faculty at Boston University. From the wealth of research opportunities and internships available at Boston University, every one of their students is able to leave a lasting impression on the world. The city of Boston is known to be one of the greatest cities in the United States for its wealth of opportunities. Home to the Celtics, Patriots, and Red Sox's weekend pastimes would be plentiful any time of the year. Home to some of the best medical institutions in the country, Boston also has made its impression on the medical industry. By being located within minutes of the Massachusetts General Hospital, Dana-Farber Cancer Institute, and Brigham and Women's Hospital the students of Boston University have unlimited medical opportunities, internships and a future in medicine available to them. The legacy and prestige associated with Boston University are the greatest qualities that set Boston University apart from all other schools. With the wealth of research opportunities and the amazing faculty available at Boston University, anything is possible. Because of its educational experience and the Boston environment, Boston University is my number one college choice.
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From the first time I saw the campus, I have always dreamt of an education at Carnegie Mellon University. Ranked among the nation's top schools, Carnegie Mellon University could make all my dreams as aspirations come true. Through its prestigious history, Carnegie Mellon has educated some of the finest minds in American History and learning alongside the leaders of tomorrow and the best educators in the field creates an experience that is unachievable anywhere else. Carnegie Mellon University is my number one school for its scholastic excellence, remarkable atmosphere and college town. Ever since I can remember, I have always dreamt of a career in medicine and the reason is not for something petty like money or prestige. The reason that I want to become a doctor is the satisfaction that I would get from knowing that I made a difference in someone's life. When one is a doctor, people look up to that individual when they are at their weakest point and when they have no one else because a doctor helps maintain a sense of hope for the patient and his or her family. Knowing that I will be the person people turn to on their most unforgettable days, when there is no other hope, and it will be my responsibility to solve their problem and possibly save a life gives me a sense of satisfaction that is greater than any amount of money. From my first visit to Carnegie Mellon University, I knew it was the school for me. Before I arrived at the University, I thought that it would be very boring and there would be nothing to do but my cousin, a student at University of Pittsburgh, and one of my good friend, Nick Wolff, who is a student at Carnegie, assured me that it was a very good campus. After touring the campus and spending some time with students, I instantly fell in love with Carnegie for its very friendly and hospitable student body and knew that it was the school for me. There are many advantages of going to school at Carnegie Mellon. For one, a student will never not have anything to do considering the fact that there is the city of Pittsburgh within minutes, an amazing bus system, and other college campuses within walking distance. Above all the social advantages of Carnegie Mellon is the level of education provided by the institution. Carnegie Mellon University educated some of the brightest minds of our time from Charles Wilson (former CEO of GM) to James Gosling (creator of JAVA programming) which represent the extensive knowledge and support of the faculty at Carnegie Mellon. From the wealth of research opportunities and internships available at Carnegie Mellon, every one of their students is able to leave a lasting impression on the world. The legacy and prestige associated with Carnegie Mellon are the greatest qualities that set Carnegie Mellon apart from all other schools. With the wealth of research opportunities and the amazing faculty available at Carnegie Mellon University, anything is possible. Because of its educational experience and the Pittsburgh environment, Carnegie Mellon University is my number one college choice.
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From the first time I saw the campus, I have always dreamt of an education at Carnegie Mellon University. Ranked among the nation's top schools, Carnegie Mellon University could make all my dreams as aspirations come true. Through its prestigious history, Carnegie Mellon has educated some of the finest minds in American History and learning alongside the leaders of tomorrow and the best educators in the field creates an experience that is unachievable anywhere else. Carnegie Mellon University is my number one school for its scholastic excellence, remarkable atmosphere and college town. Ever since I can remember, I have always dreamt of a career in medicine and the reason is not for something petty like money or prestige. The reason that I want to become a doctor is the satisfaction that I would get from knowing that I made a difference in someone's life. When one is a doctor, people look up to that individual when they are at their weakest point and when they have no one else because a doctor helps maintain a sense of hope for the patient and his or her family. Knowing that I will be the person people turn to on their most unforgettable days, when there is no other hope, and it will be my responsibility to solve their problem and possibly save a life gives me a sense of satisfaction that is greater than any amount of money. From my first visit to Carnegie Mellon University, I knew it was the school for me. Before I arrived at the University, I thought that it would be very boring and there would be nothing to do but my cousin, a student at University of Pittsburgh, and one of my good friend, Nick Wolff, who is a student at Carnegie, assured me that it was a very good campus. After touring the campus and spending some time with students, I instantly fell in love with Carnegie for its very friendly and hospitable student body and knew that it was the school for me. There are many advantages of going to school at Carnegie Mellon. For one, a student will never not have anything to do considering the fact that there is the city of Pittsburgh within minutes, an amazing bus system, and other college campuses within walking distance. Above all the social advantages of Carnegie Mellon is the level of education provided by the institution. Carnegie Mellon University educated some of the brightest minds of our time from Charles Wilson (former CEO of GM) to James Gosling (creator of JAVA programming) which represent the extensive knowledge and support of the faculty at Carnegie Mellon. From the wealth of research opportunities and internships available at Carnegie Mellon, every one of their students is able to leave a lasting impression on the world. The legacy and prestige associated with Carnegie Mellon are the greatest qualities that set Carnegie Mellon apart from all other schools. With the wealth of research opportunities and the amazing faculty available at Carnegie Mellon University, anything is possible. Because of its educational experience and the Pittsburgh environment, Carnegie Mellon University is my number one college choice.
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Here is what I have so far. "Soprano, alto, tenor, bass! Bottom of five, last system." From the second we stepped into Lindsay Hall for rehearsal that first morning, we were thrust headlong into the intense world of music majors. At first, the activities seemed relatively normal. As the hours wore on, though, the teachers' incessant hammering of one aspect of a piece----sometimes for an entire lesson--- irked me. Why did we have to spend thirty minutes tuning a chord or come to a ninety-minute rehearsal ---at nine in the night----when the piece sounded just fine as it was? Throughout my week at that choral camp at Florida State University in June of 2007, I wondered what I had gotten myself into. I thought camp meant a fun place, not a place where fun came to die. I have never wanted to be a professional musician, I thought. What good will this do for me? As the camp progressed, though, I grudgingly admitted that there was intrinsic value in what we were doing. We were getting better every day, thanks to our own work and the teachers' urgings and instructions. It was also evident that all the instructors loved what they did. Their dedication and passion showed---every time they yelled "Yes!" at the top of their lungs, every time they told us "Brava!" They did not teach, play, conduct, or sing for the money. They did it because they wanted both their music and their pupils to be the best they could possibly be. I, however, did not fully fathom this ---or understand why it all mattered-----until the night of the final performance. As we stood upon the risers in Opperman Music Hall that evening, the techniques we had learned became second nature; we used them to tell our stories through song. The Vivaldi Gloria became a song of praise instead of a source of consternation. Bloom was a beautiful, flowing melody instead of a senseless blur. Ride the Chariot was a call to prepare for the Judgment Day instead of a raucous ramble. Instead of discord, there was harmony; instead of fighting the music, we were part of it. The din from the audience was deafening when we closed the program. All the stress on technique---all the hours spent practicing----had been worth it. That night, I realized I could apply what I had learned throughout the week about dedication, love, and passion to all my endeavors. Consequently, I did not complain so much when the demands of coursework during my junior year required me to put in more hours of study than I was used to. Though I was no stranger to toil, that year was the first time I did something without complaining how hard it would be. The lessons I learned that summer have carried me through many a difficult task, and will continue to do so in the future. I know that my goal of becoming a physician---a goal I have had for years----will only be reached if I am willing to put in time and effort. I know I can do it, simply because I have dedication to and love for science and community service. Thus, the qualities I possess---dedication, love, and passion----will strengthen Davidson, and give me the tools necessary to carry on a successful, healthy, and happy life.
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Here is what I have so far. "Soprano, alto, tenor, bass! Bottom of five, last system." From the second we stepped into Lindsay Hall for rehearsal that first morning, we were thrust headlong into the intense world of music majors. At first, the activities seemed relatively normal. As the hours wore on, though, the teachers' incessant hammering of one aspect of a piece----sometimes for an entire lesson--- irked me. Why did we have to spend thirty minutes tuning a chord or come to a ninety-minute rehearsal ---at nine in the night----when the piece sounded just fine as it was? Throughout my week at that choral camp at Florida State University in June 2007, I wondered what I had gotten myself into. I thought camp meant a fun place, not a place where fun came to die. I have never wanted to be a professional musician, I thought. What good will this does for me? As the camp progressed, though, I grudgingly admitted that there was intrinsic value in what we were doing. We were getting better every day, thanks to our own work and the teachers' urging and instructions. It was also evident that all the instructors loved what they did. Their dedication and passion showed---every time they yelled "Yes!" at the top of their lungs, every time they told us "Brave!" They did not teach, play, conduct, or sing for the money. They did it because they wanted both their music and their pupils to be the best they could possibly be. I, however, did not fully fathom this ---or understand why it all mattered-----until the night of the final performance. As we stood upon the risers in Superman Music Hall that evening, the techniques we had learned became second nature; we used them to tell our stories through song. The Vivaldi Gloria became a song of praise instead of a source of consternation. Bloom was a beautiful, flowing melody instead of a senseless blur. Ride the Chariot was a call to prepare for the Judgment Day instead of a raucous ramble. Instead of discord, there was harmony; instead of fighting the music, we were part of it. The din from the audience was deafening when we closed the program. All the stress on technique---all the hours spent practicing----had been worth it. That night, I realized I could apply what I had learned throughout the week about dedication, love, and passion to all my endeavors. Consequently, I did not complain so much when the demands of coursework during my junior year required me to put in more hours of study than I was used to. Though I was no stranger to toil, that year was the first time I did something without complaining how hard it would be. The lessons I learned that summer have carried me through many a difficult task, and will continue to do so in the future. I know that my goal of becoming a physician---a goal I have had for years----will only be reached if I am willing to put in time and effort. I know I can do it, simply because I have dedication to and love for science and community service. Thus, the qualities I possess---dedication, love, and passion----will strengthen Davidson, and give me the tools necessary to carry on a successful, healthy, and happy life.
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Please help me make some corrections. I dont know if i directly answered the question please tell me if i have or not. Thank you. As a child, my mother couldn't support all of us financially. So we all had to live without certain things like Christmas gifts, birthday gifts, new clothes, etc. Things were especially hard financially after my parents got divorced. I was around the age 6 or 7. My mother had to get a job to support my three brothers and me. We had to stay at grandmother house, but an unexpected encounter with my father ended the stay. My mother got with my now step-father and brought a small apartment. My mother had to stop working while she was pregnant with my little brother. After my brother was born bills were piling up. One day, we got a letter from the landlord saying we had to move out. The next day, we packed our stuff up to be put in storage, while we stayed at a hotel. Finding a place to stay was hard. We moved from hotel to hotel, until we couldn't afford it no more. My mom started working with my dad as janitors to take care of us. There were times were we would sleep in the car and wake up and take a bath in a bathroom, where my mom and step dad worked at. At school I was often ostracized by my peers because of my thrift shop shoes and clothes. I was ashamed; my mother told me that if I chose to live for others then I shouldn't be living at all. I eventually got over the name calling and jokes. These financial burdens have been an obstacle in my life because there were times where I couldn't participate in sports, summer camps, or I couldn't travel because I had to babysit my brothers so my mother could work or because my mother couldn't afford it. I decided since I couldn't be involved in those activities, there were many others. So in high school I took my education more seriously and became involved in many clubs and organizations, which evolved me into the proud and successful young lady which I have become.
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Please help me make some corrections. I don't know if I directly answered the question please tell me if I have or not. Thank you. As a child, my mother couldn't support all of us financially. So we all had to live without certain things like Christmas gifts, birthday gifts, new clothes, etc. Things were especially hard financially after my parents got divorced. I was around the age 6 or 7. My mother had to get a job to support my three brothers and me. We had to stay at grandmother house, but an unexpected encounter with my father ended the stay. My mother got with my now step-father and brought a small apartment. My mother had to stop working while she was pregnant with my little brother. After my brother was born bills were piling up. One day, we got a letter from the landlord saying we had to move out. The next day, we packed our stuff up to be put in storage, while we stayed at a hotel. Finding a place to stay was hard. We moved from hotel to hotel, until we couldn't afford it any more. My mom started working with my dad as janitors to take care of us. There were times were we would sleep in the car and wake up and take a bath in a bathroom, where my mom and stepdad worked at. At school, I was often ostracized by my peers because of my thrift shop shoes and clothes. I was ashamed; my mother told me that if I chose to live for others then I shouldn't be living at all. I eventually got over the name-calling and jokes. These financial burdens have been an obstacle in my life because there were times when I couldn't participate in sports, summer camps, or I couldn't travel because I had to babysit my brothers, so my mother could work or because my mother couldn't afford it. I decided since I couldn't be involved in those activities, there were many others. So in high school I took my education more seriously and became involved in many clubs and organizations, which evolved me into the proud and successful young lady which I have become.
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As a member of the [local baseball field crew] throughout my high school career, I learned how to work with other people efficiently and how to contribute to society honestly. While working on the baseball fields, I did not have a boss of any sort to make sure I was doing my job correctly; however, I always made an effort to do every part of my work the way it was supposed to be done and to submit my hours honestly. During my first season working as a freshmen, I had very little experience. After my sophomore year, my superiors graduated from high school and I took the initiative as lead crew worker. I recruited more members and did what was best for the fields. Making the fields the finest they could be became an incentive besides the regular wage, and working everyday after school was enjoyable for me. Thanks for the help, is this bland... or making myself look too good?
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As a member of the [local baseball field crew] throughout my high school career, I learned how to work with other people efficiently and how to contribute to society, honestly. While working on the baseball fields, I did not have a boss of any sort to make sure I was doing my job correctly; however, I always made an effort to do every part of my work the way it was supposed to be done and to submit my hours, honestly. During my first season working as a freshman, I had very little experience. After my sophomore year, my superiors graduated from high school and I took the initiative as lead crew worker. I recruited more members and did what was best for the fields. Making the fields the finest they could be become an incentive besides the regular wage, and working every day after school was enjoyable for me. Thanks for the help, is this bland... or making myself look too good?
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I am a member of the two-thousand year tradition of the Catholic faith. I am a reader and a Eucharistic minister on Sundays. I am a Youth Leader on Wednesdays and Mondays. Our youth group is an incredible collection of individuals, and I get the privilege of standing as a role model for the younger classes. Like I said, these are remarkable kids, and I see my main purpose as to make sure everyone knows just how remarkable every person standing around them is. It would be the greatest shame for one of them to go home thinking they did not belong in that church basement. An important aspect of being Catholic in Dixie is just how rare that really is. There is so much ignorance and misinterpretation, and that has had its effect on me. I jump at the chance to clear up confusion and refute an unfounded blanket statement. I love a conversation where two people leave, and both better understand the other. It is an exchange I am proud to say I have had very often. The other half of my world is an intellectual passion for science and mathematics, as well as literature. It is my school and summer extravaganzas. I have an incredible math teacher who has been dictating those elegant ideas to me for over a year, and I can say he is an enormous driving force for my entrance into the field of mathematics. I admire him without end. Then, there is Governor's School, which I attended two summers ago. This was my first exposure to people who can converse to a crescendo and never cease to be interesting. The next was the Ross Program, which was my first real experience of working with mathematical ideas by myself. Instead of being told the theorems and the proofs, it was eight weeks of plowing through equation and concept. Every experience shed light on a different side of my love for the eloquence of a logical thought. I have born in me a need for coherency, reason, and understanding, and whether it is understanding the people around me in fellowship or reasoning through abstractions on a chalkboard, I am driven for insight, for conception, for knowledge.
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I am a member of the two-thousand year tradition of the Catholic faith. I am a reader and a Eucharistic minister on Sundays. Furthermore, I am a Youth Leader on Wednesdays and Mondays. Our youth group is an incredible collection of individuals, and I get the privilege of standing as a role model for the younger classes. Like I said, these are remarkable kids, and I see my main purpose as to make sure everyone knows just how remarkable every person standing around them is. It would be the greatest shame for one of them to go home thinking they did not belong in that church basement. An important aspect of being Catholic in Dixie is just how rare that really is. There is so much ignorance and misinterpretation, and that has had its effect on me. I jump at the chance to clear up confusion and refute an unfounded blanket statement. I love a conversation where two people leave, and both better understand the other. It is an exchange I am proud to say I have had very often. The other half of my world is an intellectual passion for science and mathematics, as well as literature. It is my school and summer extravaganzas. I have an incredible math teacher who has been dictating those elegant ideas to me for over a year, and I can say he is an enormous driving force for my entrance into the field of mathematics. I admire him without end. Then, there is Governor's School, which I attended two summers ago. This was my first exposure to people who can converse to a crescendo and never cease to be interesting. The next was the Ross Program, which was my first real experience of working with mathematical ideas by myself. Instead of being told the theorems and the proofs, it was eight weeks of plowing through equation and concept. Every experience shed light on a different side of my love for the eloquence of a logical thought. I have born in me a need for coherency, reason, and understanding, and whether it is understanding the people around me in fellowship or reasoning through abstractions on a chalkboard, I am driven for insight, for conception, for knowledge.
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Fortunately for me, I am now on my way to finding a purpose. I refuse to let my life be something undesirable. I will rise to the occasion; I will make the best out of my life if I have to die trying. Every day at this hospital was another step towards realizing what I had to do. The price I had to pay for this realization, however, is that I had to drop out of my second semester. But I still have the opportunity to make up for it. I have reached an understanding now of what it takes to be successful in life. Before my junior year, I held back when doing anything in case I tried and failed. I see now that the only way to go the distance is to give everything you have. If you try and fail, then you try something else. If you try and succeed, then you can say you've met your goal. It isn't like my problems have all gone away, but I now have the resolve to stand and face them, rather than let them over take me. If I want something I'm going to reach out and grab it. Going into college I feel that this knowledge is important. I have heard "horror stories" about college students getting in over their heads when they go to college. I will not be one of these stories. I feel that with my past experiences if there is something I need to do I will accomplish it. The problem with experience is that unless you yourself have experienced something, you can't understand it. All the knowledgeable people in the world speaking to you won't make a difference. I will draw on my past experiences to form a better future for myself. There is no challenge that I can not meet. (I appologize for making this difficult earlier)
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Fortunately for me, I am now on my way to finding a purpose. I refuse to let my life be something undesirable. I will rise to the occasion; I will make the best out of my life if I have to die trying. Every day at this hospital was another step towards realizing what I had to do. The price I had to pay for this realization, however, is that I had to drop out of my second semester. But I still have the opportunity to make up for it. I have reached an understanding now of what it takes to be successful in life. Before my junior year, I held back when doing anything in case I tried and failed. I see now that the only way to go the distance is to give everything you have. If you try and fail, then you try something else. If you try and succeed, then you can say you've met your goal. It isn't like my problems have all gone away, but I now have the resolve to stand and face them, rather than let them overtake me. If I want something I'm going to reach out and grab it. Going into college I feel that this knowledge is important. I have heard "horror stories" about college students getting in over their heads when they go to college. I will not be one of these stories. Furthermore, I feel that with my experiences if there is something I need to do I will accomplish it. The problem with experience is that unless you yourself have experienced something, you can't understand it. All the knowledgeable people in the world speaking to you won't make a difference. I will draw on my experiences to form a better future for myself. There is no challenge that I can not meet. (I apologize for making this difficult earlier)
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But I needed CAS hours for the IB diploma and I had been planning on learning something new for a while. When one of my friends suggested I pick up the guitar, I initially scoffed at the idea. Yeah right, like I could play the guitar. But after hours of persuasion, I reluctantly gave in. I was going to learn to play the instrument that had brought me so much joy in the past. I was going to tread into unknown waters. A couple weeks later and I was on the verge of giving up. I knew about the dexterity and the practice it takes to learn the instrument but I had no idea about the actual physical pain involved. Every half hour, my finger would start throbbing and I could see the huge grooves that the sharp, metallic strings had made on them. And the physical pain couldn't even compare to the mental frustration that I was going through. The book said to play this chord with these finger, but why does it sound like the bawling of a child? Why can't I play a simple tune? Never mind my family, even I could stand my own music. I could take a derivative, solve the most complex of conservation of energy problems but I couldn't keep a simple rhythm. My friends told me to stick in there and that the pain would go away and I would be able to play like them soon. Firstly, I didn't believe them. And even if I did, why would go through all that trouble and spend so much time on this six-stringed monster? Einstein didn't play guitar. I was about quit, just like I had done so many other times in my life. But I decided to stick with it for just a little while more. I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it. So many others could, what separates me from them? If I gave up now, I would never start again. Besides, I had already spent so much time on it and learned practically nothing, if I quit now, it would all have been a waste of time. But more convincing than anything was the image in the back of my head of me 'melting' people's faces off with a solo that transcends normal human ability. This image had faded but, like an old faithful dog, it persisted. The old saying that it gets harder before it gets easier has never rung more true. My fingers still hurt every chord I played and I didn't seem to be getting much better. But then, a transformation slowly but steadily occurred. My fingers started developing calluses which made me immune to the pain. Being able to play freely without having to feel the throbbing was exhilarating. I began playing more and more and my chords started sounding more like music than plates crashing. It was the perfect release after a tough day of school and it helped me gather my thoughts and have a few moments of calm and sanity in this ever-changing world. When I picked up my guitar, I was in a world of my own. Everything else, grades, conflicts etc. seemed irrelevant. I had done the hard work and now I was reaping the rewards. While I might not be playing in front of millions of fans, which I can now accept is probably not going to happen, I can say that I persevered and gained a lot from it.
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But I needed CAS hours for the IB diploma and I had been planning on learning something new for a while. When one of my friends suggested I pick up the guitar, I initially scoffed at the idea. Yeah right, like I could play the guitar. But after hours of persuasion, I reluctantly gave in. I was going to learn to play the instrument that had brought me so much joy in the past. I was going to tread into unknown waters. A couple of weeks later and I was on the verge of giving up. I knew about the dexterity and the practice it takes to learn the instrument, but I had no idea about the actual physical pain involved. Every half hour, my finger would start throbbing, and I could see the huge grooves that the sharp, metallic strings had made on them. And the physical pain couldn't even compare to the mental frustration that I was going through. The book said to play this chord with these finger, but why does it sound like the bawling of a child? Why can't I play a simple tune? Never mind my family, even I could stand my own music. I could take a derivative, solve the most complex of conservation of energy problems, but I couldn't keep a simple rhythm. My friends told me to stick in there and that the pain would go away, and I would be able to play like them soon. Firstly, I didn't believe them. And even if I did, why would go through all that trouble and spend so much time on this six-stringed monster? Einstein didn't play guitar. I was about quit, just like I had done so many other times in my life. But I decided to stick with it for just a little while more. I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it. So many others could, what separates me from them? If I gave up now, I would never start again. Besides, I had already spent so much time on it and learned practically nothing, if I quit now, it would all have been a waste of time. But more convincing than anything was the image in the back of my head of me 'melting' people's faces off with a solo that transcends normal human ability. This image had faded but, like an old faithful dog, it persisted. The old saying that it gets harder before it gets easier has never rung more true. My fingers still hurt every chord I played, and I didn't seem to be getting much better. But then, a transformation slowly but steadily occurred. My fingers started developing calluses which made me immune to the pain. Being able to play freely without having to feel the throbbing was exhilarating. I began playing more and more and my chords started sounding more like music than plates crashing. It was the perfect release after a tough day of school, and it helped me gather my thoughts and have a few moments of calm and sanity in this ever-changing world. When I picked up my guitar, I was in a world of my own. Everything else, grades, conflicts etc. seemed irrelevant. I had done the hard work, and now I was reaping the rewards. While I might not be playing in front of millions of fans, which I can now accept is probably not going to happen, I can say that I persevered and gained a lot from it.
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I have gone through writing six different essays and have possibly made over 30 drafts. At first I wrote about elaborate stories that brought out my strengths and how I could use them at NEOUCOM; however, I never felt that they did me justice. I would try using cool similes about my character such as "I am evolving (or ever changing) like the meanings of words." Then it finally came to me. The perfect essay is nothing but a concise description about myself being myself. Helping people is my passion . Whether it be through volunteering at Red Cross blood drives, raising money and food for the homeless, or protecting mother nature, I love it. The best way to live my passion is by becoming a doctor. I do not want to do it for the money. Instead I want to do it for the chance at being successful, which to me does not mean having a three bedroom house, health insurance, and a perfect drive in golf. I learned the true meaning of success through a Ralph Waldo Emerson who said "To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived - that is to have succeeded." I live by this code every day of my life; whether by helping pay for the education of underprivileged children half across the world through my charity R.I.C.E. or by tutoring students in chemistry. I love finding out how things work and real life applications of topics discussed in my science classes. I would often discuss with my AP Chemistry teacher Mr. Antony about concepts such as absolute zero or how evolution has designed our bodies to buffer our blood's pH. At first our discussions only consisted of him and me, but throughout the year we added more and more students to our after class discussions. I was also known as the student who always had a study group planned. At times we would have up to fifteen students studying for the next chapter test or for the AP Exam. Most, if not all, of the study groups helped the other students and me by encouraging challenging discussions. My participation in the B.S.M.D. program would benefit my classmates through the challenging questions I ask both in class and out of class. The College of Medicine would also benefit with my participation because of my involvement in the community through extra-curricular groups and extra-curricular activities.
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I have gone through writing six different essays and have possibly made over 30 drafts. At first, I wrote about elaborate stories that brought out my strengths and how I could use them at NONCOM; however, I never felt that they did me justice. I would try using cool similes about my character such as "I am evolving (or ever-changing) like the meanings of words." Then it finally came to me. The perfect essay is nothing but a concise description about myself being myself. Helping people is my passion. Whether it be through volunteering at Red Cross blood drives, raising money and food for the homeless, or protecting mother nature, I love it. The best way to live my passion is by becoming a doctor. I do not want to do it for the money. Instead, I want to do it for the chance at being successful, which to me does not mean having a three-bedroom house, health insurance, and a perfect drive in golf. I learned the true meaning of success through a Ralph Waldo Emerson who said "To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived - that is to have succeeded." I live by this code every day of my life; whether by helping pay for the education of underprivileged children half across the world through my charity R.I.C.E. or by tutoring students in chemistry. Furthermore, I love finding out how things work and real life applications of topics discussed in my science classes. Furthermore, I would often discuss with my AP Chemistry teacher Mr. Antony about concepts such as absolute zero or how evolution has designed our bodies to buffer our blood's pH. At first our discussions only consisted of him and me, but throughout the year we added more and more students to our after class discussions. I was also known as the student who always had a study group planned. At times, we would have up to fifteen students studying for the next chapter test or for the AP Exam. Most, if not all, of the study groups helped the other students and me by encouraging challenging discussions. My participation in the B.S.M.D. program would benefit my classmates through the challenging questions I ask both in class and out of class. The College of Medicine would also benefit with my participation because of my involvement in the community through extracurricular groups and extracurricular activities.
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"Do you know why you're here?" asked Mrs Saddic. "Not really," said I. "Are you familiar with Henry? He came in here yesterday a little worried about you." Crap. Now I knew why I was here. Henry was one of my best friends. He was brilliant and also somewhat famous--- he chatted with Jay Leno once and even interviewed Ari Fleischer at the age of thirteen. But it seemed he lacked the common sense to realize when his friend was making an offhand joke. "Yeah, I know Henry. He's one of my friends," I said. "Well, he said something about you wanting to hurt yourself." "No, no this is all a big mistake. I wasn't being seri--- "He told me that after you received a 63% on a science test, you wanted to poison yourself by drinking all the algae in your science room." "But I was just kidding around when I said th-- Needless to say, I spent most of the school day trapped in the guidance office answering extremely probing questions. My counselor probably thought I was depressed or something. I couldn't blame her. Just a few months ago some other girl in our grade had killed herself by overdosing on window cleaner. My counselor even suggested me to have a meeting with a psychologist, but thankfully my mother vetoed that. I was eventually let out three hours later, and angrily stormed into 7th period math class. "How could you?" I asked Henry. He didn't reply, and our friendship fell apart right there. Henry's actions had incensed me pretty bad. What kind of fourteen-year-old kid would actually be so foolish to report something silly like that? Most friends would laugh it off as a joke, but not Henry. As the school years passed, I often told this story that I called "the horrible quasi-suicide incident" to my other friends. They found it hilarious. But as I told the story more, I found myself laughing less, and viewing Henry in a more positive light. "What kind of fourteen-year-old kid would actually be so foolish to report something silly like that?" I thought three years ago. Now I found myself asking a slightly different question: "What kind of fourteen-year-old kid would actually have the courage and compassion to report something serious like that?" Henry had actually genuinely cared about me. I am convinced now that not one in a million high school freshmen would have done the same thing. This "horrible quasi-suicide incident" had actually influenced me deeply. It taught me the true values of friendship, and how carelessly friendship can be destroyed. Every time I see Henry in the hallways I feel like going up to him and making a heartfelt apology, but I know he'd never accept it. My impulsive mouth had seen to that.
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"Do you know why you're here?" asked Mrs Saudi. "Not really," said I. "Are you familiar with Henry? He came in here yesterday a little worried about you." Crap. Now I knew why I was here. Henry was one of my best friends. He was brilliant and also somewhat famous--- he chatted with Jay Leno once and even interviewed ARI Fleischer at the age of thirteen. But it seemed he lacked the common sense to realize when his friend was making an offhand joke. "Yeah, I know Henry. He's one of my friends," I said. "Well, he said something about you wanting to hurt yourself." "No, no this is all a big mistake. I wasn't being semi--- "He told me that after you received a 63% on a science test, you wanted to poison yourself by drinking all the algae in your science room." "But I was just kidding around when I said TH-- Needless to say, I spent most of the school day trapped in the guidance office answering extremely probing questions. My counselor probably thought I was depressed or something. I couldn't blame her. Just a few months ago some other girl in our grade had killed herself by overdosing on window cleaner. My counselor even suggested me to have a meeting with a psychologist, but thankfully my mother vetoed that. I was eventually let out three hours later, and angrily stormed into 7th period math class. "How could you?" I asked Henry. He didn't reply, and our friendship fell apart right there. Henry's actions had incensed me pretty bad. What kind of fourteen-year-old kid would actually be so foolish to report something silly like that? Most friends would laugh it off as a joke, but not Henry. As the school years passed, I often told this story that I called "the horrible quasi-suicide incident" to my other friends. They found it hilarious. But as I told the story more, I found myself laughing less, and viewing Henry in a more positive light. "What kind of fourteen-year-old kid would actually be so foolish to report something silly like that?" I thought three years ago. Now I found myself asking a slightly different question: "What kind of fourteen-year-old kid would actually have the courage and compassion to report something serious like that?" Henry had actually genuinely cared about me. I am convinced now that not one in a million high school freshmen would have done the same thing. This "horrible quasi-suicide incident" had actually influenced me deeply. It taught me the true values of friendship, and how carelessly friendship can be destroyed. Every time I see Henry in the hallways I feel like going up to him and making a heartfelt apology, but I know he'd never accept it. My impulsive mouth had seen to that.
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I imagine that if I asked the people who know me best to describe me in one word, the word would probably be unique (regardless if "odd" was what they were really thinking). Throughout my life, I have always stayed true to myself, or "marched to the beat of my own drum" as my Grandmother always called it. Even during the not always pleasant adolescent experience known as high school, I never let other people's opinions affect me. I never stayed home on a Friday night because my hair wouldn't do what I wanted it to, or refused to wear a bathing suit in public because I thought my thighs were too big. Considering the fact that I am a 17 year old girl in today's society, I think that makes me unique. To me, your opinion of yourself matters more than that of anyone else. I am proud to say that I never tried to get straight blonde hair and the perfect tan like 85% of the girls in my class, or bought certain clothes because it was the "in" thing to do. I did however wear converse sneakers to the prom, and showed up on my first day of senior year with crooked bangs that I cut myself. At the end of the day, I'm perfectly happy with what I was born with, the pale complexion and the curly brown hair that often looks like it needs its own zip code. I think the qualities and characteristics I posses that would allow me to contribute to the UCF community, is that I try to show everyone I meet that you can't judge a book by its cover, that I strive to eliminate stereotypes, change people's preconceived notions, and show my peers that it truly is what's on the inside that counts. I know that there are other candidates with better grades and higher test scores, but I also know that if given the chance, I would do everything in my power to prosper and become a contributing part of the UCF community.
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I imagine that if I asked the people who know me best to describe me in one word, the word would probably be unique (regardless if "odd" was what they were really thinking). Throughout my life, I have always stayed true to myself, or "marched to the beat of my own drum" as my Grandmother always called it. Even during the not always pleasant adolescent experience known as high school, I never let other people's opinions affect me. I never stayed home on a Friday night because my hair wouldn't do what I wanted it to, or refused to wear a bathing suit in public because I thought my thighs were too big. Considering the fact that I am a 17-year-old girl in today's society, I think that makes me unique. To me, your opinion of yourself matters more than that of anyone else. I am proud to say that I never tried to get straight blonde hair and the perfect tan like 85% of the girls in my class, or bought certain clothes because it was the "in" thing to do. I did however wear converse sneakers to the prom, and showed up on my first day of senior year with crooked bangs that I cut myself. At the end of the day, I'm perfectly happy with what I was born with, the pale complexion and the curly brown hair that often looks like it needs its own zip code. I think the qualities and characteristics I possess that would allow me to contribute to the UCF community, is that I try to show everyone I meet that you can't judge a book by its cover, that I strive to eliminate stereotypes, change people's preconceived notions, and show my peers that it truly is what's on the inside that counts. I know that there are other candidates with better grades and higher test scores, but I also know that if given the chance, I would do everything in my power to prosper and become a contributing part of the UCF community.
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My essay: "The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly" - Theodore Roosevelt, April 23, 1910 Throughout my life, I have been in that very arena many times. In fact, some of the greatest struggle occurs in the arena. "Vires, Artes, Mores" have been the guiding philosophy behind Florida State University for almost one hundred years. I follow that same philosophy in my everyday life and see it as a challenge excel above all others. All three concepts have one thing in common: one must fight the good fight, so that he may attain to the highest standard of all three of these. For me personally, there are many values related directly to "Vires, Artes, Mores," in which I work to rise above nearly every day and strive to be great: Strength, skill, and character. My greatest strength is my being of independence. As a child, I learned to do many things by myself. I learned that in life the best things come to those who earn them, not necessarily to those who wait. I am proud to say that I have never had anything handed to me on a silver platter; I have earned and I deserve everything I have achieved. I have grown accustomed to the "I can do it by myself" mentality; which, proves to be one of my strongest features. I am a very practical and creative person; features valued among others. At work, when the copier breaks instead of calling the maintenance crew, I troubleshoot the problem and fix the issue myself. Most people around the office opt to go on a search for another copier to complete the task at hand; however, I confront and tackle the issues that are presented to me - I choose the arena. Throughout my life I have heard, "Character is the things you do and the person you are when nobody is watching." Who am I? I am the person to stops at the stop sign when I know nobody is coming. I am the person, who doesn't look her neighbor's test given the opportunity. I am the giver; not the taker. I take pride in myself and my morals and would be honored to become a Florida State Seminole. I feel that my independent and practical personality, along with my character, would be a great addition to Florida State University and look forward to carrying along the tradition of excellence that is associated with being a "Seminole." Please let me know what I can do to improve my essay.
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My essay: "The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly" - Theodore Roosevelt, April 23, 1910, Throughout my life, I have been in that very arena many times. In fact, some of the greatest struggle occurs in the arena. "Virus, Arts, Mores" have been the guiding philosophy behind Florida State University for almost one hundred years. I follow that same philosophy in my everyday life and see it as a challenge excel above all others. All three concepts have one thing in common: one must fight the good fight, so that he may attain to the highest standard of all three of these. For me personally, there are many values related directly to "Virus, Arts, Mores," in which I work to rise above nearly every day and strive to be great: Strength, skill, and character. My greatest strength is my being of independence. As a child, I learned to do many things by myself. I learned that in life the best things come to those who earn them, not necessarily to those who wait. I am proud to say that I have never had anything handed to me on a silver platter; I have earned, and I deserve everything I have achieved. Furthermore, I have grown accustomed to the "I can do it by myself" mentality; which, proves to be one of my strongest features. Furthermore, I am a very practical and creative person; features valued among others. At work, when the copier breaks instead of calling the maintenance crew, I troubleshoot the problem and fix the issue myself. Most people around the office opt to go on a search for another copier to complete the task at hand; however, I confront and tackle the issues that are presented to me - I choose the arena. Throughout my life I have heard, "Character is the things you do and the person you are when nobody is watching." Who am I? I am the person to stops at the stop sign when I know nobody is coming. I am the person, who doesn't look her neighbor's test given the opportunity. Furthermore, I am the giver; not the taker. Furthermore, I take pride in myself and my morals and would be honored to become a Florida State Seminole. Furthermore, I feel that my independent and practical personality, along with my character, would be a great addition to Florida State University and look forward to carrying along the tradition of excellence that is associated with being a "Seminole." Please let me know what I can do to improve my essay.
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for the first question:Stanford students are known to possess intellectual vitality. State one idea or experience that you had that you find intellectually engaging. I wrote two, any comments would be helpful Like most testosterone filled teenage guys, I have always been fascinated by speed. I remember being in awe when I first starting understand light and how fast it travels. And this amazement has never died down, even in my senior year of high school when I was first introduced to Einstein's theory of relativity. I was thrilled to learn that nothing can go faster than light. I immediately tried and am still trying to poke holes in the theory that has been the basis of modern physics. What about something that doesn't seem to have a speed such as gravity? After all it's only a force as opposed to a wave. If the sun suddenly ceased to exist, light would continue to reach the Earth for around 10 minutes but would it still keep revolving around a now-nonexistent sun for those 10 minutes or would it just float through space? And what about a when you shine a spotlight into one section of the sky and then swing it to the other. Didn't the light move across the sky faster than light itself? And what if Person A is on Earth and holds one end of a stick and Person B is on a planet more than a million miles away. If person A shakes one end of the stick, Person B should feel the movement instantaneously which means the stick moved faster than the speed of light. I was dismayed when I realized my attempts at taking down Einstein were futile since light and sticks are both made up of particles which individually are obeying relativity. I then started thinking about what the implications would be if light speed could be surpassed. Moments after the Big Bang if everything had traveled faster than light, we would never be able to witness any of these galaxies, solar systems or stars. They would be traveling faster than light and thus the light waves would never reach us. And what if light could be slowed down to below the velocity of a car? There would be a lot more accidents for sure since it's pretty hard to avoid a car that you can't see. My jaw almost hit the floor as I heard a guy in my class casually tell our teacher that he didn't believe in evolution. My hand went up so fast; I might have torn a tendon in my shoulder. I then proceeded in a half hour rant about why evolution is obviously what has created out species and anyone that thinks otherwise would be foolish. But I was amazed by how stubborn and unconvinced people in my class were. They couldn't accept fact and instead tried to promote their religion's theory as much as they could while trying to shoot down evolution. They complained about little evidence there is in support for evolution while their own theories had absolutely none. It made me wonder about how religion plays such a huge part in so many people's lives that they can't even accept scientific fact. When we talk about gravity, everyone readily accepts it as truth but when we talk about evolution which has no less proof than gravity, people start arguing since their respective religions say otherwise. In our day and age, with all our technology and scientific knowledge it's extremely surprising that people still put their unconditional faith in their religion's theories even though they are being proven wrong with more proof accumulating by the day. You would think that with the advancement in society, people would be educated enough to give up medieval beliefs and accept proven facts. But instead, people still shut their eyes to anything but what their religion tells them. If tomorrow, their leader says that evolution is a fact, then all of a sudden everyone will accept it and people will retract everything they have ever said about it. This is extremely ironic since what they said earlier was supposed to be their beliefs. The scariest part of this is that this trend doesn't look like ending at all. No matter how much technology advances and how much knowledge we gain, these people are going to stay firm in their beliefs which raises the question: how will society ever advance with people like these? thanks
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For the first question:Stanford students are known to possess intellectual vitality. State one idea or experience that you had that you find intellectually engaging. I wrote two, any comments would be helpful Like most testosterone filled teenage guys, I have always been fascinated by speed. I remember being in awe when I'm first starting understand light and how fast it travels. And this amazement has never died down, even in my senior year of high school when I was first introduced to Einstein's theory of relativity. I was thrilled to learn that nothing can go faster than light. I immediately tried and am still trying to poke holes in the theory that has been the basis of modern physics. What about something that doesn't seem to have a speed such as gravity? After all it's only a force as opposed to a wave. If the sun suddenly ceased to exist, light would continue to reach the Earth for around 10 minutes but would it still keep revolving around a now-nonexistent sun for those 10 minutes or would it just float through space? And what about a when you shine a spotlight into one section of the sky and then swing it to the other. Didn't the light move across the sky faster than light itself? And what if Person A is on Earth and holds one end of a stick and Person B is on a planet more than a million miles away. If person A shakes one end of the stick, Person B should feel the movement instantaneously which means the stick moved faster than the speed of light. I was dismayed when I realized my attempts at taking down Einstein were futile since light and sticks are both made up of particles which individually are obeying relativity. I then started thinking about what the implications would be if light speed could be surpassed. Moments after the Big Bang if everything had traveled faster than light, we would never be able to witness any of these galaxies, solar systems or stars. They would be traveling faster than light and thus the light waves would never reach us. And what if light could be slowed down to below the velocity of a car? There would be a lot more accidents for sure since it's pretty hard to avoid a car that you can't see. My jaw almost hit the floor as I heard a guy in my class casually tell our teacher that he didn't believe in evolution. My hand went up so fast; I might have torn a tendon in my shoulder. I then proceeded in a half hour rant about why evolution is obviously what has created out species and anyone that thinks otherwise would be foolish. But I was amazed by how stubborn and unconvinced people in my class were. They couldn't accept fact and instead tried to promote their religion's theory as much as they could while trying to shoot down evolution. They complained about little evidence there is in support for evolution while their own theories had absolutely none. It made me wonder about how religion plays such a huge part in so many people's lives that they can't even accept scientific fact. When we talk about gravity, everyone readily accepts it as truth but when we talk about evolution which has no less proof than gravity, people start arguing since their respective religions say otherwise. In our day and age, with all our technology and scientific knowledge it's astounding that people still put their unconditional faith in their religion's theories even though they are being proven wrong with more proof accumulating by the day. You would think that with the advancement in society, people would be educated enough to give up medieval beliefs and accept proven facts. But instead, people still shut their eyes to anything but what their religion tells them. If tomorrow, their leader says that evolution is a fact, then all of a sudden everyone will accept it and people will retract everything they have ever said about it. This is extremely ironic since what they said earlier was supposed to be their beliefs. The scariest part of this is that this trend doesn't look like ending at all. No matter how much technology advances and how much knowledge we gain, these people are going to stay firm in their beliefs which raises the question: how will society ever advance with people like these? Thanks
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My essay: After looking back on the way I live my life, I realized the Latin words "Vires, Artes, and Mores" have each held a place in my life in one way or another. I can not simply isolate one out of the three words as representing something more important than the other two. However, the two I relate to the most would have to be "Vires" and "Mores". "Vires," the Latin word meaning strengths of all kinds- moral, physical, and intellectual is most deeply expressed in my life by my morals; they are what guide me through my everyday pursuits. When I think about my personal morals the "Golden Rule" comes to mind, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." It is important to me to exemplify this moral on a daily basis. It is such a simple concept, yet it makes such a difference in how you are perceived by others. As I begin my third year of starting on my high school lacrosse team, I have proven myself to be strong physically as well as intellectually. As a successful athlete I have had to be focused and maintain my academics, requiring a clear intellect and the ability to manage my time wisely. The Latin word "Mores" refers to your character, customs, or traditions. Being that most of my family was born and raised in the rolling hills of Central Alabama, I have been influenced by very "southern" traditions and customs my entire life. Whether it is our lucky blackeyed peas on New Years day, or our deep fried Thanksgiving dinners, my family's southern lifestyle has certainly helped mold me into the person I am today. I take pride in my morals, traditions, and customs and will take great pride in wearing the garnet and gold of a Florida State Seminole!
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My essay: After looking back on the way I live my life, I realized the Latin words "Virus, Arts, and Mores" have each held a place in my life in one way or another. I can not simply isolate one out of the three words as representing something more important than the other two. However, the two I relate to the most would have to be "Virus" and "Mores". "Virus," the Latin word meaning strengths of all kinds-moral, physical, and intellectual is most deeply expressed in my life by my morals; they are what guide me through my everyday pursuits. When I think about my personal morals the "Golden Rule" comes to mind, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." It is important to me to exemplify this moral on a daily basis. It is such a simple concept, yet it makes such a difference in how you are perceived by others. As I begin my third year of starting on my high school lacrosse team, I have proven myself to be strong physically as well as intellectually. As a successful athlete I have had to be focused and maintain my academics, requiring a clear intellect and the ability to manage my time wisely. The Latin word "Mores" refers to your character, customs, or traditions. Being that most of my family was born and raised in the rolling hills of Central Alabama, I have been influenced by very "southern" traditions and customs my entire life. Whether it is our lucky blackened peas on New Year's Day, or our deep-fried Thanksgiving dinners, my family's southern lifestyle has certainly helped mold me into the person I am today. I take pride in my morals, traditions, and customs and will take great pride in wearing the garnet and gold of a Florida State Seminole!
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-This is my first time using dialogue so i'm not really familiar with the mechanics of dialogue. When writing in present tense do i use said or say? Do i always put a period in the end of a dialogue? what if the dialogue is interrupted? I tried to write in present tense -I have concerns about keeping the attention of my reader, i personally kinda drift off after the 2nd page. Do you think i did an adequate job keeping the attention of my reader? -I tried to write in the present sense but it seems using some past tense words were unavoidable. Am I doing something wrong here? -Do you think the ending and general sentence structure is too awkward? As usual thank you in advance for all your help My family is, in my opinion, a very typical family.My family is like fireworks across the sky, and each member as a distinct pattern that merges into one dazzling design. My family supports one another like the legs of a chair, where each member is a leg that supports the others and bears the weight of one another. My family operates like a clock, where each member is a vital component that keeps it ticking. But there are times when I see my family as cold and calculating, much like the world of politics. ...
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-This is my first time using dialogue so I'm not really familiar with the mechanics of dialogue. When writing in present tense do I use said or say? Do I always put a period in the end of a dialogue? What if the dialogue is interrupted? I tried to write in present tense -I have concerns about keeping the attention of my reader, i personally kinda drift off after the 2nd page. Do you think I did an adequate job keeping the attention of my reader? -I tried to write in the present sense, but it seems using some past tense words were unavoidable. Am I doing something wrong here? -Do you think the ending and general sentence structure is too awkward? As usual thank you in advance for all your help My family is, in my opinion, a very typical family. My family is like fireworks across the sky, and each member as a distinct pattern that merges into one dazzling design. My family supports one another like the legs of a chair, where each member is a leg that supports the others and bears the weight of one another. My family operates like a clock, where each member is a vital component that keeps it ticking. But there are times when I see my family as cold and calculating, much like the world of politics. ...
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Survival is the one thing that all living creatures in this world are bound to have in common. Living in Miami, I have had to put my survival skills to work. No, not those survival skills, I mean the kind that people are not necessarily aware of. The ones that are innate in humans, and the ones that allow us to adapt to different living environments in which we might not be used to living. I see the world today, and I notice that things are getting hard for us human beings. I mean, there are so many different kinds of people in this world and yet we (for the most part) tend to simply venture no further than our back yards. This can become a problem living in Miami. Here you get to experience almost every single Latin American culture there is, and then some. In order to survive in this world of culture, the most important rules to go by are the ones that are 'unwritten'. In order to go by these rules, one must find the skills necessary to survive. Finding these skills is unfortunately harder for some people than others. I consider myself to have been lucky enough to have been handed these skills when I was little. Living in five different countries throughout your life can do that to you. The first step to putting these "unwritten" rules to work, is to acknowledge and appreciate the experiences your life has put you through. By taking this first step, you have now immersed yourself into the world of cultural acceptance and you are now ready to work your way into surviving in this place that we like to call "The World". Believe it or not, your family plays a very important role in the development of your cultural skills. For example, in every country we have lived in, my parents have taken us on various vacations; in which we explore our city's culture and learn to take advantage of what is around us. I never really understood the point of taking five-hour train rides through the tequila region of Guadalajara, Mexico; or why we had to travel to Venice by car when we could have easily taken a plane. And when I was younger, I never quite seemed to understand why exactly everyone in my family would get so riled up on new years as soon as the up-beat merengue sounds would blast through the speakers into our crammed, humid living room dance floor. Or why they would dance all night, each with their own "copita de aguardiente" getting happier by the hour? I would just sit there, a shy five year old with no clue of my surroundings, watching, and dreading the moment my uncle would ask me to go dance with him, and then wondering why I had the most bizarre family in the world. Fortunately for me, I grew up. And I grew accustomed to those crazy customs; I learned to embrace the music and the festivities of that night. It was through those (lets just say; "more than festive") new years reunions that I learned to appreciate the music of my culture, and I am very proud to say that I no longer dread those new years dances with my uncle. It is through these quirky experiences that you learn to adapt to the strangeness of this world. By accepting your own culture and where you come from, you learn to open up to different ones, and you become more aware of the differences that surround us. With that, I conclude our second step towards becoming 'world connoisseurs'. I don't know how many steps or "rules" you were expecting, but from my gatherings, there are just these two simple things to remember: acceptance, and open-mindedness. Now that I am done lecturing you, you can fearlessly venture into the world. Just make sure that you at least take some the things that I have said with you.
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Survival is the one thing that all living creatures in this world are bound to have in common. Living in Miami, I have had to put my survival skills to work. No, not those survival skills, I mean the kind that people are not necessarily aware of. The ones that are innate in humans, and the ones that allow us to adapt to different living environments in which we might not be used to living. I see the world today, and I notice that things are getting hard for us human beings. I mean, there are so many kinds of people in this world and yet we (for the most part) tend to simply venture no further than our backyards. This can become a problem living in Miami. Here you get to experience almost every single Latin American culture there is, and then some. In order to survive in this world of culture, the most important rules to go by are the ones that are 'unwritten'. In order to go by these rules, one must find the skills necessary to survive. Finding these skills is unfortunately harder for some people than others. I consider myself to have been lucky enough to have been handed these skills when I was little. Living in five different countries throughout your life can do that to you. The first step to putting these "unwritten" rules to work, is to acknowledge and appreciate the experiences your life has put you through. By taking this first step, you have now immersed yourself into the world of cultural acceptance, and you are now ready to work your way into surviving in this place that we like to call "The World". Believe it or not, your family plays a very important role in the development of your cultural skills. For example, in every country we have lived in, my parents have taken us on various vacations; in which we explore our city's culture and learn to take advantage of what is around us. I never really understood the point of taking five-hour train rides through the tequila region of Guadalajara, Mexico; or why we had to travel to Venice by car when we could have easily taken a plane. And when I was younger, I never quite seemed to understand why exactly everyone in my family would get so riled up on new years as soon as the up-beat merengue sounds would blast through the speakers into our crammed, humid living room dance floor. Or why they would dance all night, each with their own "copita de aguardiente" getting happier by the hour? I would just sit there, a shy five-year-old with no clue of my surroundings, watching, and dreading the moment my uncle would ask me to go dance with him, and then wondering why I had the most bizarre family in the world. Fortunately for me, I grew up. And I grew accustomed to those crazy customs; I learned to embrace the music and the festivities of that night. It was through those (lets just say; "more than festive") new years reunions that I learned to appreciate the music of my culture, and I am very proud to say that I no longer dread those new years dances with my uncle. It is through these quirky experiences that you learn to adapt to the strangeness of this world. By accepting your own culture and where you come from, you learn to open up to different ones, and you become more aware of the differences that surround us. With that, I conclude our second step towards becoming 'world connoisseurs'. I don't know how many steps or "rules" you were expecting, but from my gatherings, there are just these two simple things to remember: acceptance, and open-mindedness. Now that I am done lecturing you, you can fearlessly venture into the world. Just make sure that you at least take some the things that I have said with you.
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When my family moved to South Florida in March, 2001, my parents thought of my education first. They quickly invested in pre-paid college scholarships, and took interest in which schools I would be attending. At the beginning of high school, my parents and I discussed my college options. We decided that in-state schools would be best, and University of Central Florida was a very obvious option, with its appeal in many categories. Not only is it one of the top 50 schools in the country, but it also boasts a stunning, technologically advanced campus, and an impressive opportunity for education. As a junior, my interest in college caused me to plan a trip to go tour the UCF campus, among other campuses. As part of my tour, I drove around University of Central Florida's campus, and walked through the student union. I loved this part of the campus, and could see myself attending this school, and fitting in. The buildings seemed polished, sturdy, and noble. The atmosphere of the campus was very cozy, and everyone was exceptionally friendly. Another key point of interest was the quality of education. After doing some research on the school, I learned many interesting things about UCF. One that caught my attention was, "UCF is second only to the University of Florida in National Merit Scholar enrollment in the state of Florida." To me, this boasts experience and dedication from the administration and professors. The quality of education at UCF is stunning, and I feel as if I would be able to accomplish many things at this school. In addition to the UCF campus, the area around UCF was an important factor in my decision-making. The town outside of the campus seemed lively, safe, and fun, and the apartments off campus were spacious and secure. I felt at home around the town, and loved all of the shops and attractions. In addition, there were a lot of available part-time jobs, which is a very important part of being a college student. Orlando is a growing city, and I would love to live there. Clearly, University of Central Florida is an option for me that makes sense, and feels right. I love the campus, student life, and spirit of the school, as well as the surrounding cities. let me know if you think they're good, strong essays, and if i need any improvements in any areas. :D thanks
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When my family moved to South Florida in March 2001, my parents thought of my education first. They quickly invested in pre-paid college scholarships, and took interest in which schools I would be attending. At the beginning of high school, my parents and I discussed my college options. We decided that in-state schools would be best, and University of Central Florida was a very obvious option, with its appeal in many categories. Not only is it one of the top 50 schools in the country, but it also boasts a stunning, technologically advanced campus, and an impressive opportunity for education. As a junior, my interest in college caused me to plan a trip to go tour the UCF campus, among other campuses. As part of my tour, I drove around University of Central Florida's campus, and walked through the student union. I loved this part of the campus, and could see myself attending this school, and fitting in. The buildings seemed polished, sturdy, and noble. The atmosphere of the campus was very cozy, and everyone was exceptionally friendly. Another key point of interest was the quality of education. After doing some research on the school, I learned many interesting things about UCF. One that caught my attention was, "UCF is second only to the University of Florida in National Merit Scholar enrollment in the state of Florida." To me, this boasts experience and dedication from the administration and professors. The quality of education at UCF is stunning, and I feel as if I would be able to accomplish many things at this school. In addition to the UCF campus, the area around UCF was an important factor in my decision-making. The town outside the campus seemed lively, safe, and fun, and the apartments off campus were spacious and secure. I felt at home around the town, and loved all the shops and attractions. In addition, there were a lot of available part-time jobs, which is a very important part of being a college student. Orlando is a growing city, and I would love to live there. Clearly, University of Central Florida is an option for me that makes sense, and feels right. I love the campus, student life, and spirit of the school, as well as the surrounding cities. Let me know if you think they're good, strong essays, and if I need any improvements in any areas. ’D thanks
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I used to dread community service, but Project Big Dipper changed my mindset. Project Big Dipper is a mentoring programme for primary school students from dysfunctional families. I was in charge of planning and aiding the implementation of the students' curriculum. For once, I gained so much satisfaction from the students' happiness that I never failed to return each week till the project concluded. I realised true community service is never limited by its objectives - we may have come with the intention to tutor these students, but what we really want to give them is contentment and love, which they have been deprived of due to their family background. True community service stems from the heart to serve and can be 'addictive'. I finally understood how a small change (in my perception of service) could lead to a much greater one (in the children). [144 words currently]
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I used to dread community service, but Project Big Dipper changed my mindset. Project Big Dipper is a mentoring program for primary school students from dysfunctional families. I was in charge of planning and aiding the implementation of the students' curriculum. For once, I gained so much satisfaction from the students' happiness that I never failed to return each week till the project concluded. I realized true community service is never limited by its objectives - we may have come with the intention to tutor these students, but what we really want to give them is contentment and love, which they have been deprived of due to their family background. True community service stems from the heart to serve and can be 'addictive'. I finally understood how a small change (in my perception of service) could lead to a much greater one (in the children). [144 words currently]
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After looking back at my life and the things I do on a day to day basis,I've come to realize that there is a trace of each of these values reflected in my life,which is why I strongly believe I would be a great asset to the Florida State community. Vires deals with strength of many kinds. My moral strength keeps me on track.Whether I'm studying for my vocab test every Friday and tuning out the television, or making sure I'm finishing up washing the dishes and taking out the trash. I pride myself in making the right decisions and knowing right from wrong. I'm not one of those body builders you see on tv, but nonetheless my physical strength revolves around staying fit and healthy. I try my best to make room for jump roping and getting on my treadmill at least three times a week, one hour a day. My intellectual strength helps me not only excel in the classroom but in everyday issues. No body is perfect but when I learn from my mistakes, like remembering to not put colors in with the whites when doing laundry, I try to improve and get a little better each time. Artes refers to skill, craft, art, and the beauty one finds in it. I think everyone has a skill, they just have to find it. I love drawing sketches of cartoons, I don't know why, but nevertheless I have tons of sketch books filled with Spongebob and Homer Simpson. I have always been labeled as a creative person by my friends. I like to think outside the box, and find alternative ideas to problems whether I'm doing a science project or trying to find the quickest way to Wal-Mart. I see myself as more of a leader than a follower. Just because all my friends think the new jacket I bought is ugly, it doesn't stop me from wearing it to every football game. I always had a knack for business, and that is why I'm majoring in Business Administration. Hopefully one day I will own my own business and clothing line. Mores demonstrates character, custom, or tradition. Tradition reflects my life, probably because my family has so much of it. Most of my family is from the Caribbean island Trinidad & Tobago. It is pretty fascinating because I get to experience two completely different cultures and the traditions and customs of a different country. I can honestly say that being exposed to that has influenced me into the person I am today. Whether I'm eating a mango from the backyard or dancing to some Soca music, I'm proud of my tradition, and I hopefully one day I will be embracing customs like the war chant, and other traditions of Florida State University.
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After looking back at my life and the things I do on a day-to-day basis, I've come to realize that there is a trace of each of these values reflected in my life, which is why I strongly believe I would be a great asset to the Florida State community. Virus deals with strength of many kinds. My moral strength keeps me on track. Whether I'm studying for my vocab test every Friday and tuning out the television, or making sure I'm finishing up washing the dishes and taking out the trash. I pride myself in making the right decisions and knowing right from wrong. I'm not one of those body builders you see on TV, but nonetheless my physical strength revolves around staying fit and healthy. Furthermore, I try my best to make room for jump roping and getting on my treadmill at least three times a week, one hour a day. My intellectual strength helps me not only excel in the classroom but in everyday issues. Nobody is perfect but when I learn from my mistakes, like remembering to not put colors in with the whites when doing laundry, I try to improve and get a little better each time. Arts refers to skill, craft, art, and the beauty one finds in it. I think everyone has a skill, they just have to find it. I love drawing sketches of cartoons, I don't know why, but nevertheless I have tons of sketch books filled with SpongeBob and Homer Simpson. Furthermore, I have always been labeled as a creative person by my friends. Furthermore, I like to think outside the box, and find alternative ideas to problems whether I'm doing a science project or trying to find the quickest way to Walmart. Furthermore, I see myself as more of a leader than a follower. Just because all my friends think the new jacket I bought is ugly, it doesn't stop me from wearing it to every football game. I always had a knack for business, and that is why I'm majoring in Business Administration. Hopefully one day I will own my own business and clothing line. Mores demonstrate character, custom, or tradition. Tradition reflects my life, probably because my family has so much of it. Most of my family is from the Caribbean island Trinidad camp; Tobago. It is pretty fascinating because I get to experience two completely different cultures and the traditions and customs of a different country. I can honestly say that being exposed to that has influenced me into the person I am today. Whether I'm eating a mango from the backyard or dancing to some Soca music, I'm proud of my tradition, and I hopefully one day I will be embracing customs like the war chant, and other traditions of Florida State University.
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If someone would be so kind to want to read it or evaluate it I will send it to them or just post it on here. Thanks! Edit: Mainly with the essay I have a few questions after you read it to see if you understood my tone and where I was going with some of my statements. Ahhh I'm so nervous about this! Haha "1. The Rev. John I. Jenkins, C.S.C., President of the University of Notre Dame, said in his Inaugural Address that, "If we are afraid to be different from the world, how can we make a difference in the world?" In what way do you feel you are different from your peers, and how will this shape your contribution to the Notre Dame community?" I am merely a normal, mildly popular teenager who thrives off of Starbucks coffee, obsesses over designer clothing, and loves to cook. I am a loyal subscriber and avid reader of Architectural Digest and a self-proclaimed, number one fan of the writer Tom Robbins. I am athletic to the point where my father flattered me with claims that I was the next Tiger Woods-however I knew better. In addition to golf, I enjoy playing and following almost every other sport imaginable. I think being different is more of my secret identity. Sometimes I feel like I stand ten feet tall above the crowd but in reality I blend in like the average Joe. I have learned to not allow the few things that separate me bother me because they define who I am. If I am afraid of being ten feet tall, I am afraid of being myself. In a way, I am proud of the few things that make me different. I accept that I am one out of one thousand people my age who reads Architectural Digest and wears Ralph Lauren. A community is composed of a diverse group of people with common goals. In my opinion, the key word in that definition and the point of Rev. Jenkins' quote is diversity. He suggests that with diversity comes great challenge but even greater reward. I believe I can contribute an abstract viewpoint on almost any subject and support my opinion with integrity and an open mind to conflicting ideas. I can accept others for who they are and relate to their own funny habits and interests and hopefully incorporate them into my education as well. I hope my own personal character will help shape and define a group effort, or common goal, that will result in a positive influence in the Notre Dame community. If it were possible to mold together many diverse people and opinions into one communal effort, where would the possibilities end? I could only hope to be a part of it. (Please note: I need to add morefinish the conclusion.)
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If someone was so kind to want to read it or evaluate it I will send it to them or just post it on here. Thanks! Edit: Mainly with the essay I have a few questions after you read it to see if you understood my tone and where I was going with some of my statements. Ahhh I'm so nervous about this! Haha, "1. The Rev. John I. Jenkins, C.S.C., President of the University of Notre Dame, said in his Inaugural Address that, "If we are afraid to be different from the world, how can we make a difference in the world?" In what way do you feel you are different from your peers, and how will this shape your contribution to the Notre Dame community?" I am merely a normal, mildly popular teenager who thrives off of Starbucks coffee, obsesses over designer clothing, and loves to cook. I am a loyal subscriber and avid reader of Architectural Digest and a self-proclaimed, number one fan of the writer Tom Robbins. Furthermore, I am athletic to the point where my father flattered me with claims that I was the next Tiger Woods-however I knew better. In addition to golf, I enjoy playing and following almost every other sport imaginable. I think being different is more of my secret identity. Sometimes I feel like I stand ten feet tall above the crowd but in reality I blend in like the average Joe. I have learned to not allow the few things that separate me bother me because they define who I am. If I am afraid of being ten feet tall, I am afraid of being myself. In a way, I am proud of the few things that make me different. I accept that I am one out of one thousand people my age who reads Architectural Digest and wears Ralph Lauren. A community is composed of a diverse group of people with common goals. In my opinion, the key word in that definition and the point of Rev. Jenkins' quote is diversity. He suggests that with diversity comes great challenge but even greater reward. I believe I can contribute an abstract viewpoint on almost any subject and support my opinion with integrity and an open mind to conflicting ideas. I can accept others for who they are and relate to their own funny habits and interests and hopefully incorporate them into my education as well. Furthermore, I hope my own personal character will help shape and define a group effort, or common goal, that will result in a positive influence in the Notre Dame community. If it were possible to mold together many diverse people and opinions into one communal effort, where would the possibilities end? I could only hope to be a part of it. (Please note: I need to add mo refinish the conclusion.)
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"Now that my high school career is drawing to an end, I look back and realize that I've somehow managed to become the person I've always wanted to be. Through the years my greatest achievements have not been tangible items but lessons I've learned through involvement. Of everything I have achieved, my willingness to take a stand for what I believe in, maintaining over a 4.0 GPA, and my dedication to my extracurricular activities outshine the rest. It takes all this and more to make a real contribution to the UF campus. Of all the things you'll have to go through in a lifetime, your high school years are a critical time that can make or break you as a person. There are countless eyewitnesses to great minds falling at the feet of peer pressure and the immoral behavior associated with it. Your ability to form your own opinions and stand by them will make you a highly regarded individual as well as more presentable to the public. It takes courage to be a leader; sometimes staying firm in your beliefs can be hard but I've learned that by taking responsibility for my actions and dealing with the consequences, I've matured as a person. With that in mind, I strive harder to make myself better, growing more and more every day. One of the biggest responsibilities I took on is juggling the work load of AP and honors classes throughout the past four years. Not just anyone can maintain over a 4.0, it takes work ethic, dedication, and organization to coordinate projects with deadlines and class work with study times. The reality of it is, you have to want it, and want it more than your colleagues. People who aren't willing to put in the time are only selling themselves short of possibly the most beneficial tool in their life, an education. My concentration on my grades have made me a standout in a class of over four hundred and it is nothing but sheer enjoyment to be able to help a classmate whenever I can; the enormous sense of pride felt when you're able to help another succeed makes the effort you put into it worth the while. My ability to balance work and play have also made me an integral part of clubs, organizations, and sports teams. I have been engaged this year more than ever and I love it! You can find me all over the campus during the week, from conditioning at practice, to cheering at Friday night football games, to snapping photos for the Yearbook Staff. I believe being a part of something helps you develop as a person and you'll ultimately be better equipped to take on life in the real world. Involvement has taught me that cooperation and teamwork are key factors in personal success, because nine times out of ten, you can't do it alone. While watching the Florida vs. Miami game, the camera travels across the intense wave of orange and blue, and I wonder, what's it like to be a part of that? How amazing can it possibly be to call yourself one in a million of the great Gator Nation? The only way to find out is to experience it, and I would love nothing more than to have that opportunity. Over the years, I have developed what it takes to represent the colors of a true Florida Gator, strong morals, diligence, and an everlasting enthusiasm to succeed."
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"Now that my high school career is drawing to an end, I look back and realize that I've somehow managed to become the person I've always wanted to be. Through the years my greatest achievements have not been tangible items but lessons I've learned through involvement. Of everything I have achieved, my willingness to take a stand for what I believe in, maintaining over a 4.0 GPA, and my dedication to my extracurricular activities outshine the rest. It takes all this and more to make a real contribution to the OF campus. Of all the things you'll have to go through in a lifetime, your high school years are a critical time that can make or break you as a person. There are countless eyewitnesses to great minds falling at the feet of peer pressure and the immoral behavior associated with it. Your ability to form your own opinions and stand by them will make you a highly regarded individual as well as more presentable to the public. It takes courage to be a leader; sometimes staying firm in your beliefs can be hard, but I've learned that by taking responsibility for my actions and dealing with the consequences, I've matured as a person. With that in mind, I strive harder to make myself better, growing more and more every day. One of the biggest responsibilities I took on is juggling the work load of AP and honors classes throughout the past four years. Not just anyone can maintain over a 4.0, it takes work ethic, dedication, and organization to coordinate projects with deadlines and class work with study times. The reality of it is, you have to want it, and want it more than your colleagues. People who aren't willing to put in the time are only selling themselves short of possibly the most beneficial tool in their life, an education. My concentration on my grades have made me a standout in a class of over four hundred, and it is nothing but sheer enjoyment to be able to help a classmate whenever I can; the enormous sense of pride felt when you're able to help another succeed makes the effort you put into it worth the while. My ability to balance work and play have also made me an integral part of clubs, organizations, and sports teams. I have been engaged this year more than ever, and I love it! You can find me all over the campus during the week, from conditioning at practice, to cheering at Friday night football games, to snapping photos for the Yearbook Staff. I believe being a part of something helps you develop as a person, and you'll ultimately be better equipped to take on life in the real world. Involvement has taught me that cooperation and teamwork are key factors in personal success, because nine times out of ten, you can't do it alone. While watching the Florida vs. Miami game, the camera travels across the intense wave of orange and blue, and I wonder, what's it like to be a part of that? How amazing can it possibly be to call yourself one in a million of the great Gator Nation? The only way to find out is to experience it, and I would love nothing more than to have that opportunity. Over the years, I have developed what it takes to represent the colors of a true Florida Gator, strong morals, diligence, and an everlasting enthusiasm to succeed."
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Adolescence is the precursor to adulthood. During this important stage of life, many of us experience enriching opportunities that change our lives forever. Some are unpleasant, others are delightful, but all experiences, in one way or another, give us a chance to grow and learn. My defining moment was stressful and nauseating. At 12 years old, the daunting task of earning my black belt in Tae Kwon Do seemed out of reach, an insurmountable achievement that could only be accomplished by experts in martial arts like my instructor Master Lee, a man whom I so greatly admired and respected. Anxiety coursed through my veins - knowing that I had to perform a series of Tae Kwon Do techniques in succession from memory (known as a poomse) in front of a large crowd made my stomach turn. In addition, I was required to exhibit great dexterity, flexibility, and both physical and emotional strength through various physical exercises, including push-ups, sit-ups, and defensive techniques. However, these tasks were nothing in comparison to the two mile run that I had been dreading for months. Despite the mountainous workload that I had before me, I decided to make my best effort to attain the prize that I desired. I laid out the overflowing binder of information every afternoon and set a goal that I was not going to let this monstrous task get the best of me. I studied like I had never studied before, and I made sure that every movement was precisely what Master Lee expected of me. When I had mastered the techniques of my poomse, I began training for my two mile run. I ran through my neighborhood with determination for about an hour each day until my entire body ached. As added encouragement and support, my mentor in the Big Brothers Big Sisters organization had participated in triathlons before, and he was excited to help me achieve my goal. The first day of the test was simple enough. I made an extraordinary score on my poomse, and I felt satisfied that my hard work had paid off. On the following Saturday, I was anxious to complete my physical exercise test and my two mile run. My fitness test was challenging, but I was prepared, and I impressed my instructor. At long last, the moment that had caused me so much grief and stress in the last few months had arrived - and I was ready. As we lined up to begin the race, I glanced at the other runners who were much older than me, but I knew that I was prepared, and that was all that mattered. At Master Lee's signal, we started the race. I ran with confidence and strength, and I noticed myself passing other racers as I gained speed. I felt exhilarated at this, and I cracked a smile that lasted the duration of the race. As I crossed the finish line, I felt an enormous weight lifted off my shoulders. This childhood achievement is one that I will never forget. It has provided me with a valuable lifelong lesson: no matter how hard something seems to be, with a little effort and motivation, anything is possible. Through this awesome experience, and through my Tae Kwon Do training as a whole, I now have the confidence to succeed in college and eventually in my career. The five principles of Tae Kwon Do are Honesty, Integrity, Perseverance, Self-Control, and Indomitable Spirit - and I stand by these principles honorably. Any corrections would be greatly appreciated!
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Adolescence is the precursor to adulthood. During this important stage of life, many of us experience enriching opportunities that change our lives forever. Some are unpleasant, others are delightful, but all experiences, in one way or another, give us a chance to grow and learn. My defining moment was stressful and nauseating. At 12 years old, the daunting task of earning my black belt in TAE Won Do seemed out of reach, an insurmountable achievement that could only be accomplished by experts in martial arts like my instructor Master Lee, a man whom I so greatly admired and respected. Anxiety coursed through my veins - knowing that I had to perform a series of TAE Won Do techniques in succession from memory (known as a rooms) in front of a large crowd made my stomach turn. In addition, I was required to exhibit great dexterity, flexibility, and both physical and emotional strength through various physical exercises, including push-ups, sit-ups, and defensive techniques. However, these tasks were nothing in comparison to the two-mile run that I had been dreading for months. Despite the mountainous workload that I had before me, I decided to make my best effort to attain the prize that I desired. I laid out the overflowing binder of information every afternoon and set a goal that I was not going to let this monstrous task get the best of me. I studied like I had never studied before, and I made sure that every movement was precisely what Master Lee expected of me. When I had mastered the techniques of my rooms, I began training for my two-mile run. I ran through my neighborhood with determination for about an hour each day until my entire body ached. As added encouragement and support, my mentor in the Big Brothers Big Sisters' organization had participated in triathlons before, and he was excited to help me achieve my goal. The first day of the test was simple enough. I made an extraordinary score on my rooms, and I felt satisfied that my hard work had paid off. On the following Saturday, I was anxious to complete my physical exercise test and my two-mile run. My fitness test was challenging, but I was prepared, and I impressed my instructor. At long last, the moment that had caused me so much grief and stress in the last few months had arrived - and I was ready. As we lined up to begin the race, I glanced at the other runners who were much older than me, but I knew that I was prepared, and that was all that mattered. At Master Lee's signal, we started the race. I ran with confidence and strength, and I noticed myself passing other racers as I gained speed. I felt exhilarated at this, and I cracked a smile that lasted the duration of the race. As I crossed the finish line, I felt an enormous weight lifted off my shoulders. This childhood achievement is one that I will never forget. It has provided me with a valuable lifelong lesson: no matter how hard something seems to be, with a little effort and motivation, anything is possible. Through this awesome experience, and through my TAE Won Do training as a whole, I now have the confidence to succeed in college and eventually in my career. The five principles of TAE Won Do are Honesty, Integrity, Perseverance, Self-Control, and Indomitable Spirit - and I stand by these principles honorably. Any corrections would be greatly appreciated!
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"Vires" the Latin word meaning strengths of all kinds - moral, physical, and intellectual. My morals are what keep me grounded. Whether I am staying up all night perfecting my English paper that is due the next day or turning down a movie invitation from my friends because I need to study for a history final, I am able to choose right over wrong because of Vires. Physical strength is one that I hold close to my heart. Although my appearance may not be the typical athletic image, I am dedicated to soccer. I have played soccer since I was five years old and I am the team captain on my varsity high school team. Even though at times I would rather go home and fall asleep instead of going to practice, I know that I have to be a leader to my team and commit myself for being the person my teammates can look up to. "Mores" is defined as your customs or traditions. Since my family is a mix of German and Scottish I obtain a few traditions that others may laugh at. However beginning able to be apart of these two cultures is, in my opinion, a wonderful thing. My father is first generation American and being able to intertwine his Scottish traditions with my mother's German traditions was quite difficult at first, but of course the challenge was soon conquered. I learned that I would never be able to please anyone 100% of the time, not even my parents. Therefore, I choose which traditions I found most important and altered them to the best of my ability in order to please my family and myself. I hope that I will soon be able to embrace the traditions of the Florida State University holds.
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"Virus" the Latin word meaning strengths of all kinds - moral, physical, and intellectual. My morals are what keep me grounded. Whether I am staying up all night perfecting my English paper that is due the next day or turning down a movie invitation from my friends because I need to study for a history final, I am able to choose over wrong because of Virus. Physical strength is one that I hold close to my heart. Although my appearance may not be the typical athletic image, I am dedicated to soccer. I have played soccer since I was five years old, and I am the team captain on my varsity high school team. Even though at times I would rather go home and fall asleep instead of going to practice, I know that I have to be a leader to my team and commit myself for being the person my teammates can look up to. "Mores" is defined as your customs or traditions. Since my family is a mix of German and Scottish I obtain a few traditions that others may laugh at. However, beginning able to be a part of these two cultures is, in my opinion, a wonderful thing. My father is first generation American and being able to intertwine his Scottish traditions with my mother's German traditions was quite difficult at first, but of course the challenge was soon conquered. I learned that I would never be able to please anyone 100% of the time, not even my parents. Therefore, I choose which traditions I found most important and altered them to the best of my ability in order to please my family and me. I hope that I will soon be able to embrace the traditions of the Florida State University holds.
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Family is more than a word to me: it is who you are: your character and your customs. When I was little, I was slightly embarrassed by my loud, obnoxious family. Rambunctious Italians with a taste for life (and food), I often compared my family to the one in the movie "My Big Fat Greek Wedding". Get-togethers featured both food and people that were unrecognizable to me; every holiday it seemed as though I had one more relative I did not know about. I modeled home life after my all-American friends whose families were much more serene and subtle than mine. Now that I have grown and matured, I would not have wanted my family any other way. They have implanted in me the morals and characteristics that you need to make it in the real world. The fact that my family is understatedly big has made me determined and competitive, I work hard for what I believe in and strive for my voice to be heard. If possible, my family has bigger mouths than members. In contrast to my family, I have learned that not saying anything speaks volumes: just listening will get me far in life. My family has also taught me the morals and beliefs to value in life, but to never take anything too seriously. These characteristics have already helped me make the right decisions and have prepared me to be loyal to my background. Sunday Family Dinners embody much of the lessons I have been taught: We gather around the table each Sunday to prepare for the week ahead and continue to show our appreciation for traditions and customs each week. As each Sunday Dinner passes, I am confident knowing that my family has instilled in me the strong sense of character needed in order to benefit from the opportunities, traditions, and customs that I will experience from the FSU Family and around the world.
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Family is more than a word to me: it is who you are: your character and your customs. When I was little, I was slightly embarrassed by my loud, obnoxious family. Rambunctious Italians with a taste for life (and food), I often compared my family to the one in the movie "My Big Fat Greek Wedding". Get-togethers featured both food and people that were unrecognizable to me; every holiday it seemed as though I had one more relative I did not know about. I modeled home life after my all-American friends whose families were much more serene and subtle than mine. Now that I have grown and matured, I would not have wanted my family any other way. They have implanted in me the morals and characteristics that you need to make it in the real world. The fact that my family is understated big has made me determined and competitive, I work hard for what I believe in and strive for my voice to be heard. If possible, my family has bigger mouths than members. In contrast to my family, I have learned that not saying anything speaks volumes: just listening will get me far in life. My family has also taught me the morals and beliefs to value in life, but to never take anything too seriously. These characteristics have already helped me make the right decisions and have prepared me to be loyal to my background. Sunday Family Dinners embody much of the lessons I have been taught: We gather around the table each Sunday to prepare for the week ahead and continue to show our appreciation for traditions and customs each week. As each Sunday Dinner passes, I am confident knowing that my family has instilled in me the strong sense of character needed in order to benefit from the opportunities, traditions, and customs that I will experience from the FSU Family and around the world.
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What is a doctor? What exactly do they do and why is there so much prestige associated with that profession? Well, according to the American Heritage Dictionary, a doctor is "a person, especially a physician, dentist, or veterinarian, trained in the healing arts and licensed to practice". According to me, a doctor is much more than that. Ever since I can remember, I have always dreamt of a career in medicine and the reason is not for something small like money or prestige. The reason that I want to become a doctor is the satisfaction that I would get from knowing that I made a difference in someone's life. When one is a doctor, people look up to that individual when they are at their weakest point, and when they have no one else because a doctor helps maintain a sense of hope for the patient and his or her family. Knowing that I will be the person people turn to on their most unforgettable days, when there is no other hope and it will be my responsibility to solve their problem and possibly save a life gives me satisfaction that has much more value than any amount of money. From the day I was born, I have never accepted failure. My parents would always tell me how when I was younger and did not know how to tie my shoes I would sit on the couch for hours trying to teach myself how to do it and ask my mom why I could not do it but everyone else could. I believe that the three most important qualities, which I possess and can make a great doctor, are having empathy, being a good listener, and being compassionate. Doctors must be able to listen to their patients problems and fully understand them by putting themselves into the patient's position. Many instances in my life have reiterated my decision to become a doctor. Of all the instances, the one that profoundly sticks out and has had the greatest influence on me is when I traveled to a remote village in India. Many of the people there were sick and malnourished but could not receive the help that they desperately sought from any type of medical professional. By seeing these people the one thing that I always wanted to do was return there withsome sort of help and possibly educate them or at least solve a few of their problems because they are the people from which I have gained my true love of medicine and what it can do for people. Being a doctor has much more meaning than what it is defined as. A doctor is able to guide a person through their most difficult times and provide any necessary assistance to the patient and his or her family. By possessing the qualities of perseverance, empathy, compassion, and good listening skills, I would be able to be a great doctor and help many people. would this essay also work for this prompt: What would you, as an individual, contribute to the B.S.M.D. program at NEOUCOM? In other words, how would your participation enhance the class and the College of Medicine? Thanks for the proofreading
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What is a doctor? What exactly do they do, and why is there so much prestige associated with that profession? Well, according to the American Heritage Dictionary, a doctor is "a person, especially a physician, dentist, or veterinarian, trained in the healing arts and licensed to practice". In my opinion, a doctor is much more than that. Ever since I can remember, I have always dreamt of a career in medicine and the reason is not for something small like money or prestige. The reason that I want to become a doctor is the satisfaction that I would get from knowing that I made a difference in someone's life. When one is a doctor, people look up to that individual when they are at their weakest point, and when they have no one else because a doctor helps maintain a sense of hope for the patient and his or her family. Knowing that I will be the person people turn to on their most unforgettable days, when there is no other hope, and it will be my responsibility to solve their problem and possibly save a life gives me satisfaction that has much more value than any amount of money. From the day I was born, I have never accepted failure. My parents would always tell me how when I was younger and did not know how to tie my shoes I would sit on the couch for hours trying to teach myself how to do it and ask my mom why I could not do it but everyone else could. I believe that the three most important qualities, which I possess and can make a great doctor, are having empathy, being a good listener, and being compassionate. Doctors must be able to listen to their patients problems and fully understand them by putting themselves into the patient's position. Many instances in my life have reiterated my decision to become a doctor. Of all the instances, the one that profoundly sticks out and has had the greatest influence on me is when I traveled to a remote village in India. Many of the people there were sick and malnourished but could not receive the help that they desperately sought from any type of medical professional. By seeing these people the one thing that I always wanted to do was return there with some sort of help and possibly educate them or at least solve a few of their problems because they are the people from which I have gained my true love of medicine and what it can do for people. Being a doctor has much more meaning than what it is defined as. A doctor is able to guide a person through their most difficult times and provide any necessary assistance to the patient and his or her family. By possessing the qualities of perseverance, empathy, compassion, and good listening skills, I would be able to be a great doctor and help many people. Would this essay also work for this prompt: What would you, as an individual, contribute to the B.S.M.D. program at NONCOM? In other words, how would your participation enhance the class and the College of Medicine? Thanks for the proofreading
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My character defines who I am. I am a strong honest, ambitious person who has learned to overcome certain fears and trials, which have only made me a stronger more dedicated student. Through out my formative years I was shy, nervous and scared to do anything in front of various people. After overcoming such fears, by running for class offices, interacting in the community, and cheerleading, I am more comfortable and more outgoing which has only strengthened my character. When it comes to perseverance, I believe this quality has shaped my character. When the going gets tough I never stop striving to be the most successful I can be. This not only takes failure to obtain this trait in character but also takes an immense amount of strength. I began building my character at such a young age and it has followed me through out my life and reflects who I am today. This began when I was eight years old and the only thing I wanted to conquer was the art of jump roping. I was not coordinated by any means. But, I was very determined and persevered by deciding to try out for the jump rope team. After many hours and days of dedicated practicing I was ready to try out for the team. Not only did I make the team, I made the advanced team. So all of my hard work paid off, which taught me that perseverance and determination are the keys to success and the knowledge of this has followed me to my later years during this high school career. Another strong factor of my character is I am always willing to lend a helping hand. I seek satisfaction in helping by tutoring other students, which are those who are not as naturally skilled in academics. I feel this is a great part of my character because not everyone has the talent to help out others as well as receive fulfillment from such a mission. Having the gift to help others is very important to character not only because it strengthens your character but it also builds confidence in others. Character is not made by how many achievements you make but by how much you can learn from an experience and make something of it. I believe by learning courage, perseverance, and by being able to help others. I have formed myself into a strong character that would fit the mold for a Florida State student. Florida State has such a long-standing tradition of strength, intellect and character that I would love to be a part of that tradition.
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My character defines who I am. I am a strong honest, ambitious person who has learned to overcome certain fears and trials, which have only made me a stronger more dedicated student. Throughout my formative years I was shy, nervous and scared to do anything in front of various people. After overcoming such fears, by running for class offices, interacting in the community, and cheerleading, I am more comfortable and more outgoing which has only strengthened my character. When it comes to perseverance, I believe this quality has shaped my character. When the going gets tough I never stop striving to be the most successful I can be. This not only takes failure to obtain this trait in character but also takes an immense amount of strength. I began building my character at such a young age, and it has followed me throughout my life and reflects who I am today. This began when I was eight years old and the only thing I wanted to conquer was the art of jump roping. I was not coordinated by any means. But, I was very determined and persevered by deciding to try out for the jump rope team. After many hours and days of dedicated practicing I was ready to try out for the team. Not only did I make the team, I made the advanced team. So all of my hard work paid off, which taught me that perseverance and determination are the keys to success and the knowledge of this has followed me to my later years during this high school career. Another strong factor of my character is I am always willing to lend a helping hand. I seek satisfaction in helping by tutoring other students, which are those who are not as naturally skilled in academics. I feel this is a great part of my character because not everyone has the talent to help out others as well as receive fulfillment from such a mission. Having the gift to help others is very important to character not only because it strengthens your character, but it also builds confidence in others. Character is not made by how many achievements you make but by how much you can learn from an experience and make something of it. I believe by learning courage, perseverance, and by being able to help others. I have formed myself into a strong character that would fit the mold for a Florida State student. Florida State has such a long-standing tradition of strength, intellect and character that I would love to be a part of that tradition.
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Addictive tendencies are thought to be inherited, and my family is an excellent demonstration of this. My father has been an alcoholic for over thirty years and shows no signs of stopping any time soon. My oldest sister, Dana, has battled with cocaine and pill use as long as I can remember. My other sister, Carrie, is currently in a rehabilitation program for abusing her prescription pain pills. Their destructive behavior has caused me many deep cuts, some with lasting scars, but I have taken something meaningful from each experience. Growing up in such an environment has been difficult to say the least, but I have gained a lot from it. I can still remember a time of innocence, when Carrie and I would play carelessly together in the back yard, but I can also remember the path of bad choices that led to her junkie behavior. Looking back it makes me realize just how easily and abruptly things can change. With Dana there have been multiple times when I had thought she had overdosed. One time I didn't even think that she would live through it. Simply being a part of my family, I learned quickly of the fragility and beauty of human life. I know that everything could end tomorrow so you should live to your fullest today. Through the years of watching my sisters transform I have realized that even the smallest of choices can have a major impact, not just on yourself, but inadvertently on those who love you. I see that you have to live with, and be responsible for the consequences of your actions and that once something is done, there is no going back. I cannot say that I have had a fairytale childhood or that my family is perfect, but I can say that I have grown to be a strong and conscientious individual as a direct result of these experiences. Thanks for reading!
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Addictive tendencies are thought to be inherited, and my family is an excellent demonstration of this. My father has been an alcoholic for over thirty years and shows no signs of stopping any time soon. My oldest sister, Dana, has battled with cocaine and pill use as long as I can remember. My other sister, Carrie, is currently in a rehabilitation program for abusing her prescription pain pills. Their destructive behavior has caused me many deep cuts, some with lasting scars, but I have taken something meaningful from each experience. Growing up in such an environment has been difficult to say the least, but I have gained a lot from it. I can still remember a time of innocence, when Carrie and I would play carelessly together in the backyard, but I can also remember the path of bad choices that led to her junkie behavior. Looking back it makes me realize just how easily and abruptly things can change. With Dana there have been multiple times when I had thought she had overdosed. One time I didn't even think that she would live through it. Simply being a part of my family, I learned quickly of the fragility and beauty of human life. I know that everything could end tomorrow, so you should live to your fullest today. Through the years of watching my sisters transform I have realized that even the smallest of choices can have a major impact, not just on yourself, but inadvertently on those who love you. I see that you have to live with, and be responsible for the consequences of your actions and that once something is done, there is no going back. I cannot say that I have had a fairy tale childhood or that my family is perfect, but I can say that I have grown to be a strong and conscientious individual as a direct result of these experiences. Thanks for reading!
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A thousand and one doubts floated through my head as I anxiously sat in the front seat of my mothers giant SUV. We pulled up to the front of the Miami Rowing Club and as I got out of the car, a cool January breeze chilled my body, which did anything but ease my nerves. The last thing I expected was that I would find myself in a room with what would become my family for the next two years of my life. I never imagined that through rowing I would learn the values of discipline, loyalty, courage, dedication, and most importantly, teamwork. I now see myself as a vastly different person who can take on any challenge that is put forth in front of her, and who can encounter different experiences with open arms. I do not see rowing as another tedious after school activity, but as something that i sincerely enjoy doing.
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A thousand and one doubts floated through my head as I anxiously sat in the front seat of my mothers giant SUV. We pulled up to the front of the Miami Rowing Club and as I got out of the car, a cool January breeze chilled my body, which did anything but ease my nerves. The last thing I expected was that I would find myself in a room with what would become my family for the next two years of my life. I never imagined that through rowing I would learn the values of discipline, loyalty, courage, dedication, and most importantly, teamwork. I now see myself as a vastly different person who can take on any challenge that is put forth in front of her, and who can encounter different experiences with open arms. Furthermore, I do not see rowing as another tedious after school activity, but as something that I sincerely enjoy doing.
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answer: As Americans, we often see ourselves as different from the rest of the world, but we are simply a combination of an incalculable number of cultures. This was made apparent to me my senior year, when we received an exchange student named Florian from Germany. Florian joined the Varsity tennis team, which I was already a part of; this gave me an opportunity to meet and talk to him, when otherwise I would not have. My friends and I had interesting conversations with him, mainly about the difference between our cultures and everyday life. I thought some customs that were normal in Germany seemed peculiar in the US, and he thought likewise. Most were little things like the food. I found it fascinating and accurate when he commented that the quality of our bread is somewhat disappointing, and also that we (us?) Americans tend to put nearly everything on bread in one form or another. (ie.: hamburgers, sandwiches, rolls) I began to respect these cultural differences and realize that these are not only important, but vital to our own culture. With this knowledge and acceptance, I believe I have become more open to meeting new people, especially those from other cultures and upbringings. I know that this acceptance would greatly contribute to the already outstanding diversity at the University of Michigan.
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Answer: As Americans, we often see ourselves as different from the rest of the world, but we are simply a combination of an incalculable number of cultures. This was made apparent to me my senior year, when we received an exchange student named Florian from Germany. Florian joined the Varsity tennis team, which I was already a part of; this gave me an opportunity to meet and talk to him, when otherwise I would not have. My friends and I had interesting conversations with him, mainly about the difference between our cultures and everyday life. I thought some customs that were normal in Germany seemed peculiar in the US, and he thought likewise. Most were little things like the food. I found it fascinating and accurate when he commented that the quality of our bread is somewhat disappointing, and also that we (us?) Americans tend to put nearly everything on bread in one form or another. (i.e.: hamburgers, sandwiches, rolls) I began to respect these cultural differences and realize that these are not only important, but vital to our own culture. With this knowledge and acceptance, I believe I have become more open to meeting new people, especially those from other cultures and upbringings. I know that this acceptance would greatly contribute to the already outstanding diversity at the University of Michigan.
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I was wondering if my short answer is sufficient for the prompt. With the common application, should I spend less words trying to sound creative and focus more on describing what I actually DO instead? or should I stick with the more creative introduction and give vague references to my responsibilities? When I read through this, I feel that the transition between the intro and the activity is a little bumpy, so any recommendations for smoothing the transition of ideas will be much appreciated! Thanks so much! -Eug In the space provided below, please elaborate on one of your activities (extracurricular, personal activities, or work experience)(150 words or fewer). Where is my ability to freeze time so that I can turn eighteen, while the world crystallizes in this moment? It is filed beside my "Hilary for President" pins, alongside my other ended hopes. Yet, instead of dwelling on this disappointment, I grab for newer opportunities. By becoming an intern for Barack Obama's campaign I have lifted the bell jar between simulated experiences and real life. No longer does my interest for politics fall into the dead-end ears of debate judges, but into the real minds of voters. For this unprecedented moment I persuade, train, and lead voters. A twenty-minute conversation with an undecided Vietnam War veteran pivots from his cucumber garden to the economy, and then from health care to social security. When I hang up, I will have contributed to history, even if I do not have superpowers to allow me to vote this election year.
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I was wondering if my short answer is sufficient for the prompt. With the common application, should I spend fewer words trying to sound creative and focus more on describing what I actually DO instead? Or should I stick with the more creative introduction and give vague references to my responsibilities? When I read through this, I feel that the transition between the intro and the activity is a little bumpy, so any recommendations for smoothing the transition of ideas will be much appreciated! Thanks so much! -EU In the space provided below, please elaborate on one of your activities (extracurricular, personal activities, or work experience)(150 words or fewer). Where is my ability to freeze time so that I can turn eighteen, while the world crystallizes At this moment? It is filed beside my "Hilary for President" pins, alongside my other ended hopes. Yet, instead of dwelling on this disappointment, I grab for newer opportunities. By becoming an intern for Barack Obama's campaign I have lifted the bell jar between simulated experiences and real life. No longer does my interest for politics fall into the dead-end ears of debate judges, but into the real minds of voters. For this unprecedented moment I persuade, train, and lead voters. A twenty-minute conversation with an undecided Vietnam War veteran pivots from his cucumber garden to the economy, and then from health care to social security. When I hang up, I will have contributed to history, even if I do not have superpowers to allow me to vote this election year.
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Please be as blunt and honest. I dont think essay is really that good, I'm not even sure it answers the questions. Please help me make any corrections, and constructive criticism is really wanted. Everybody has an experience that has been meaningful to them. These experiences are probably ones like when they broke their arm or something like that. Experiences like these probably caused agonizing pain that lasted for days. But mine is one that stung my heart and the pain still and always will be there. His name is Antonio, and he was a drug dealer. I knew him personally and know that he is intelligent; he was especially good in math. He was the most funniest and caring person I knew. He sold drugs because he needed to take care of him and his family. One day, a group of boys were trying to rob him. One of the boys pulled out a pocket knife. In self-defense, he picked up a rock and threw it at the boy. The boy did fell and never got back up. I was dumbfounded and speechless. It's amazing how something that happened so quick can drastically change one's life. He was another one lost to the game; a game that no one ever wins. There are many others like him. Many who are lost, but have potential to be more than what statistics tell them they can be. This experience has inspired me to help those like Antonio. I plan helping these kids by letting them know that they can make a difference in this world.
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Please be as blunt and honest. I don't think essay is really that good, I'm not even sure it answers the questions. Please help me make any corrections, and constructive criticism is really wanted. Everybody has an experience that has been meaningful to them. These experiences are probably ones like when they broke their arm or something like that. Experiences like these probably caused agonizing pain that lasted for days. But mine is one that stung my heart and the pain still and always will be there. His name is Antonio, and he was a drug dealer. I knew him personally and know that he is intelligent; he was especially good at math. He was the funniest and caring person I knew. He sold drugs because he needed to take care of him and his family. One day, a group of boys is trying to rob him. One of the boys pulled out a pocket knife. In self-defense, he picked up a rock and threw it at the boy. The boy did fell and never got back up. I was dumbfounded and speechless. It's amazing how something that happened so quick can drastically change one's life. He was another one lost to the game; a game that no one ever wins. There are many others like him. Many who are lost, but have potential to be more than what statistics tell them they can be. This experience has inspired me to help those like Antonio. I plan helping these kids by letting them know that they can make a difference in this world.
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I believe that strong morals are necessary in today's society. To prepare for the world my mother began teaching me morals at a young age. She ensured that I behaved in a pleasant way to everyone. One of her main stances on behavior, which I strongly agree with, is that a person should do to others what they want done to themselves. This belief is what I try to live by every day. My mother also tried to instill strong morals by taking me to church. Through the Bible I have learned many life lessons that will always stand true. Church taught me to always put myself in other people's shoes and to be empathetic to other's situations. Understanding somebody else's feelings makes it impossible not to want to help. Helping others is the most important lesson that I have learned from Church and I try to exemplify that moral on a daily basis. My strength comes from within, from my morals. I try to increase my strength by exercising my morals through helping others. Knowing that I'm doing the right thing gives me strength. One of the ways I try to help the community is through volunteer work. For about a year I have been helping Jacksonville Humane Society by fostering and socializing abandoned and rescued animals. A way that I have helped individuals is by mentoring. During my junior year I participated in a mentoring program between a local middle school and my high school. I was paired with a student and we discussed concerns that she had, current issues, and how to react in certain situations. I hope that through the mentoring program she gained the confidence and strength she needed as well as learned the morals that will help her succeed in life. I also exercise my morals in everyday situations. When I lived in Mississippi there were a lot of situations that tested my moral strength. Mississippi isn't known as a nice place to live because of plenty of alcohol and drug abuse as well as teen pregnancy. Every decision I made was based on what I thought was morally correct. By standing by what I believed was right and standing against what I believed was wrong I hoped that I set an example to others so that they would be encouraged to do the right thing. I try to help my friends and my younger sister by teaching them the importance of morals Through my decisions and actions I aim to set a good example of a person with moral strength. I want my friends to be well equipped to succeed in the world and the main tool that will help them do that is a strong moral base. My younger sister is very important to me and I want her to be the best person she can be. To be the best, she has to have an understanding of morals. I strive to help her gain moral strength via setting an example and talking with her. Communicating with her is necessary to teach her how to be great person. Talking is a great way to show that you care while educating a person on what to do and what not to do. I thank my mother for giving me strength by encouraging my moral development each day by acting in a respectable and honest way and by helping others find their strength.
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I believe that strong morals are necessary in today's society. To prepare for the world my mother began teaching me morals at a young age. She ensured that I behaved pleasantly to everyone. One of her main stances on behavior, which I strongly agree with, is that a person should do to others what they want done to themselves. This belief is what I try to live by every day. My mother also tried to instill strong morals by taking me to church. Through the Bible I have learned many life lessons that will always stand true. Church taught me to always put myself in other people's shoes and to be empathetic to other's situations. Understanding somebody else's feelings makes it impossible not to want to help. Helping others is the most important lesson that I have learned from Church and I try to exemplify that moral on a daily basis. My strength comes from within, from my morals. I try to increase my strength by exercising my morals through helping others. Knowing that I'm doing the right thing gives me strength. One of the ways I try to help the community is through volunteer work. For about a year I have been helping Jacksonville Humane Society by fostering and socializing abandoned and rescued animals. A way that I have helped individuals is by mentoring. During my junior year I participated in a mentoring program between a local middle school and my high school. I was paired with a student, and we discussed concerns that she had, current issues, and how to react in certain situations. I hope that through the mentoring program she gained the confidence and strength she needed as well as learned the morals that will help her succeed in life. Furthermore, I also exercise my morals in everyday situations. When I lived in Mississippi there were a lot of situations that tested my moral strength. Mississippi isn't known as a nice place to live because of plenty of alcohol and drug abuse as well as teen pregnancy. Every decision I made was based on what I thought was morally correct. By standing by what I believed was right and standing against what I believed was wrong I hoped that I set an example to others so that they would be encouraged to do the right thing. I try to help my friends and my younger sister by teaching them the importance of morals Through my decisions and actions I aim to set a good example of a person with moral strength. I want my friends to be well-equipped to succeed in the world and the main tool that will help them do that is a strong moral base. My younger sister is very important to me and I want her to be the best person she can be. To be the best, she has to have an understanding of morals. I strive to help her gain moral strength via setting an example and talking with her. Communicating with her is necessary to teach her how to be great person. Talking is a great way to show that you care while educating a person on what to do and what not to do. I thank my mother for giving me strength by encouraging my moral development each day by acting in a respectable and honest way and by helping others find their strength.
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After a weekend of free diving and spear fishing in the glistening waters of the atlantic, only a brief slumber divides between the new week of school. Once freed by the bell we all wait anxiously in the parking lot for lacrosse practice to begin. Around in the crook of my trunk, one teammate notices my diving gear along with the spear gun, accidentally left in from the weekend. Cavalierly we discus local spots and interesting finds as he examines my gun. After being admired by the fellas for a bit we pack it in as we gear up for practice to start. As the team begins stretching out on the field a late mate runs to finds me among the helmets to let me know the entire Boca Raton Police Department has descended with full arms around my car. Sick with embarrassment, terror and wonder it doesn't hit me, the crime I've committed, until I'm on the path back to the lot; dangerous weapon brought onto public school property. I get slapped hard in the face by Palm beach County's Zero Tolerance policy; expelled during the latter half of sophomore with no questions asked. All classes interrupted, separated from friends and thrown into an alien private school this may have been my most difficult portion of my high school career rivaled only by my return to Boca High the following January. Although difficult transitions, this taught me to become easily adaptable to new situations and such an unassuming crime that I committed also taught me to be much more wary and cautious about my actions and to double think for consequences. This new international private school opened my eyes up to an entirely vast global community while I worked myself through the ranks to the top of the school. Its strange how all this stems from my long standing passion for the ocean and marine life. Post moving from my birthplace, Bogota Colombia, at the tender age of two Florida life is all I've known. Growing up in the white wash surf, my love for the most mystifying marvel in our world has lead me on a path from free diving in the Keyes, to scuba diving the largest reef off in Australia, to night diving with the great manta rays of Hawaii. Stemming from this deep-seeded passion and my love for animals it is with much passion enthusiasm that I wish to attend you're fine school to major in veterinary with one day earning a specialization in marine life, aquatic mammals in particular. The amazingly adequate facilities upon your campus offer an infinite possibility of research that may hold keys to such drastic problems as the exponentially rapid population decline of sharks. It is with increasing anticipation that I long to be part of you're veterinary campus, to work with such researchers who were able to find the cure to Feline AIDS or who are currently striving to help the endangered manatee would be close to an ecstatic dream.
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After a weekend of free diving and spear fishing in the glistening waters of the Atlantic, only a brief slumber divides between the new week of school. Once freed by the bell we all wait anxiously in the parking lot for lacrosse practice to begin. Around in the crook of my trunk, one teammate notices my diving gear along with the spear gun, accidentally left in from the weekend. Cavalierly we discuss local spots and interesting finds as he examines my gun. After being admired by the fellas for a bit we pack it in as we gear up for practice to start. As the team begins stretching out on the field a late mate runs to find me among the helmets to let me know the entire Boca Raton Police Department has descended with full arms around my car. Sick with embarrassment, terror and wonder it doesn't hit me, the crime I've committed, until I'm on the path back to the lot; dangerous weapon brought onto public school property. I get slapped hard in the face by Palm Beach County's Zero Tolerance policy; expelled during the latter half of sophomore with no questions asked. All classes interrupted, separated from friends and thrown into an alien private school this may have been my most difficult portion of my high school career rivaled only by my return to Coca High the following January. Although difficult transitions, this taught me to become easily adaptable to new situations and such an unassuming crime that I committed also taught me to be much more wary and cautious about my actions and to double think for consequences. This new international private school opened my eyes up to an entirely vast global community while I worked myself through the ranks to the top of the school. Its strange how all this stems from my long-standing passion for the ocean and marine life. Post moving from my birthplace, Bogotá Colombia, at the tender age of two Florida life is all I've known. Growing up in the whitewash surf, my love for the most mystifying marvel in our world has leaded me on a path from free diving in the Eyes, to scuba diving the largest reef off in Australia, to night diving with the great manta rays of Hawaii. Stemming from this deep-seated passion and my love for animals it is with much passion enthusiasm that I wish to attend your fine school to major in veterinary with one day earning a specialization in marine life, aquatic mammals in particular. The amazingly adequate facilities upon your campus offer an infinite possibility of research that may hold keys to such drastic problems as the exponentially rapid population decline of sharks. It is with increasing anticipation that I long to be part of you're veterinary campus, to work with such researchers who were able to find the cure to Feline AIDS or who are currently striving to help the endangered manatee would be close to an ecstatic dream.
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In April 2008, my family and I traveled to Florida to visit several schools. A family friend in her second year at UCF took us on a tour of the school she had been raving about. As we neared the campus I quickly realized Orlando's beauty. Driving onto the campus I was in shock, this was for me, a large incredibly beautiful campus with students everywhere, smiling, happy and friendly. Within the first five minutes of being on campus I was convinced I would be applying to UCF in the fall. The first stop we made was The Towers. The living quarters are the best freshman accommodations I have seen. The short walk from the towers to the Bright House Stadium also had really caught my attention. We continued our tour, in and out of buildings, classrooms and lecture halls. The campus had me mesmerized! I had been on many college campuses, but no other caught my attention or excited me like UCF! When we returned home from our trip I researched UCF. There are so many exciting opportunities and choices! Between the Golf Course Management program at the Rosen College, and the incredible internship and employment opportunities for graduates offered by the Business School, as well as opportunities to study abroad, I was completely convinced UCF was my number one pick! I am extremely interested in majoring in Marketing and designing my own personal certificate program. I am also very attracted to the organization "The Society for Marketing Professional Services". It has been almost 6 months since my visit to UCF. I have worn my Golden Knights sweatshirt at least one hundred times, and each time I slip it over my head I am reminded of that awesome day in April when I came to realize UCF was absolutely the number one choice for me.
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In April 2008, my family and I traveled to Florida to visit several schools. A family friend in her second year at UCF took us on a tour of the school she had been raving about. As we neared the campus I quickly realized Orlando's beauty. Driving onto the campus I was in shock, this was for me, a large incredibly beautiful campus with students everywhere, smiling, happy and friendly. Within the first five minutes of being on campus I was convinced I would be applying to UCF in the fall. The first stop we made was The Towers. The living quarters are the best freshman accommodations I have seen. The short walk from the towers to the Bright House Stadium also had really caught my attention. We continued our tour, in and out of buildings, classrooms and lecture halls. The campus had me mesmerized! I had been on many college campuses, but no other caught my attention or excited me like UCF! When we returned home from our trip I researched UCF. There are so many exciting opportunities and choices! Between the Golf Course Management program at the Rose College, and the incredible internship and employment opportunities for graduates offered by the Business School, as well as opportunities to study abroad, I was completely convinced UCF was my number one pick! I am extremely interested in majoring in Marketing and designing my own personal certificate program. I am also very attracted to the organization "The Society for Marketing Professional Services". It has been almost 6 months since my visit to UCF. I have worn my Golden Knights sweatshirt at least one hundred times, and each time I slip it over my head I am reminded of that awesome day in April when I came to realize UCF was absolutely the number one choice for me.
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I step onto the tee box to my name bellowing over the course's loud speaker, "Next up, _______ from _______, New Jersey". A quiet round of applause meets the pounding of my heart, and from the corner of my eye I catch my coach and my father looking on with anticipation. My feet steady and arms sure, I swing knowing that I could not have gotten to this point without focus, perseverance and dedication. Golf is my passion, and I have found it to be challenging and rewarding both on and off the course. Golf challenged me on the course to focus on perfecting my swing, to persevere through hours of practice, and to dedicate myself to lowering my score, while at the same time rewarding me with a position on the Lenape High School varsity golf team. As a member of the team I have further learned how to step up and become a leader, and in this role I contributed to winning a state championship. The driving forces behind the lessons learned on the course have found parallels in my academic career. As a student, I have learned that success will not come without focusing on my schoolwork, persevering through homework, and dedicating myself to mastering my subjects. The challenges and rewards of golf have shaped and defined my life while teaching me to be a better student, and a more mature young adult. I am ready to take the next step, and apply the lessons I have learned, by attending the University of Central Florida.
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I step onto the tee box to my name bellowing over the course's loudspeaker, "Next up, _______ from _______, New Jersey". A quiet round of applause meets the pounding of my heart, and from the corner of my eye I catch my coach and my father looking on with anticipation. My feet steady and arms sure, I swing knowing that I could not have gotten to this point without focus, perseverance and dedication. Golf is my passion, and I have found it to be challenging and rewarding both on and off the course. Golf challenged me on the course to focus on perfecting my swing, to persevere through hours of practice, and to dedicate myself to lowering my score, while at the same time rewarding me with a position on the Le nape High School varsity golf team. As a member of the team I have further learned how to step up and become a leader, and in this role I contributed to winning a state championship. The driving forces behind the lessons learned on the course have found parallels in my academic career. As a student, I have learned that success will not come without focusing on my schoolwork, persevering through homework, and dedicating myself to mastering my subjects. The challenges and rewards of golf have shaped and defined my life while teaching me to be a better student, and a more mature young adult. I am ready to take the next step, and apply the lessons I have learned, by attending the University of Central Florida.
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Weightless and unbounded (well only by conventional PADI limits) I glided effortlessly through saline liquid filled with various ctenophores, cnidarians, and nekton. This was the perfect cure for my detail-oriented mind. Hiding in the cracks of the coral reef lay many critters that hauntingly stared back at me in utter shock, wondering, predicting my next move. They fired thoughts of survival, while I thoughts of awe. As I continued my nektonic ways, schools of fish busily swam by on their way to eat, mate, or out run. The oceanic car wash was in business as two Peterson shrimp cleaned the grouper's mouth with their bright blue claws. Organisms big and small drift through their own busy lives. I just floated by as a new world became apparent to me. Forty minutes ago I sat on a boat just outside the realm of the new worlds, but now I am four atmospheres below sea level breathing a mix of compressed air, slowly accumulating nitrogen gas in my blood. The hours of physics, physiology, equipment management, environment surveys, and rescue techniques, on top of the countless lectures on the danger of this activity, were not enough to prepare me for the myriad of unimaginable life forms that are found outside the confines of orthodox gravity. There is city life down here that is oblivious to what lives on its neighboring terrestrial borders. Lurking in every crevasse is some organism that is making a difference in its respected biome. The new dimension of marine science caught me in its current. Now I need my biological fix. Every chance that was available I zipped up and dropped anchor. Fish species identifications, running transects along the rocky substrate, loading hundreds of golf-ball sized urchins into mesh bags for relocations, dissecting various organisms, or even dragging huge bags of trash out of the water after hours of underwater rubbish removal seemed to feed my addiction. My muscles ached while fighting to beat the heavy currents, my nerves shattered when my dive buddy was not in sight, and my heart pounded when creatures would appear from the dark water. But I continued the trek because every time, there was so much left that I knew was unseen, if only I had a little more time to observe. The key to our survival lies under the multi-colored waters amongst the corals, algae, kelp, marshes, and estuaries. Whether I choose to study physics, engineering, chemistry, medicine, or biology, the pelagic domain offers me unlimited assets. By giant striding into the last earthly frontier, my world's limitations cease to exist. The abundance of materials, cures, and beauties set my mind into overdrive. I want to explore, I want to classify, I want to understand all the countless resources my home away from home has to offer. I dress in my freshly-pressed white uniform and put on my red belt with two shiny stripes. Hopefully this would be the last day I would wear this belt. The testing platform was outlined by the judge's tables and the audience's chairs. My mom and dad soon joined the ranks among the other conversational parents, and I was left to fend for myself. Luckily, my good friend Natasha was one of the people who was also testing for her black belt. We decided to help each other through this ordeal. We let our nerves settle as we heard the instructors yell, "Begin!" Our muscles needed to be warmed up, so we started off jogging one mile. While we ran, Natasha and I quizzed each other on the culmination ten Korean words. Upon completion of the warm-up, the higher ranked masters lined us up according to our belts: Black, Red II, Red I, Red, Green II, Green I, Green, Blue I, Blue, Orange, Purple, Yellow, White. I was put in one of the front lines so that everyone's gaze would be set upon me. Part one of the test was a series of ten elaborate forms that had to be completed perfectly. I landed every jump, snapped all of my kicks and punches, and yelled loudly. Then came the techniques. We were partnered up with someone of similar size and belt level and told to run through the thirty practiced move, while being scrutinized by the surrounding masters. We twirled, hit, and fell. Four hours into the test we were again partnered up with a competitor of similar stature prepared for sparring. With my luck, I was matched with the Grand Master Chong's own son. Little time was given to me to worry about the pros and cons of the situation. Before I knew it, the instructors had yelled out start, and I was bouncing around intently, trying to read the boy's eyes for his next move. We fought hard for thirty minutes, and we were dead even. We had the last five minutes to break the tie. Both exhausted and weary from the long intense fight spanning many yards of the grassy park, we were both keenly synced with the other's moves. At the last minute, we had run up to the Grand Master's table and stood there in our deep-bent-legged, ready-to-pounce stance. The son started to fake kick and threw a round house; I ducked right in time. And with all the momentum of the spring lift that had built up in my legs, I jumped one last time and (as if in The Matrix) kicked the son, right in front of his trainer father, across the jaw bone. The scene grew quiet. Would the Grand Master approve? The audience, the sparrers, the son, and I stared into the Master's face. He grinned and gave me the point. After that I breezed through the cinder-block breaking and double front kick. This was it, the last thing. The culminating series of ten Korean words, pronounced perfectly to the Grand Master himself. Tae Kwon Do, The way of the hand and foot; Hana, Dool, Set, Net ... 1,2,3,; Sah Bam Nim, Instructor; Do Jang Traning Hall; Do Bok Uniform ; Yu Dan A, Black Belt Holder; Kuk Ki, National Flag; Mee Kuk Ki, American National Flag; Tae Kuk Ki, Korean National Flag; Pil Sung Certain Victory. Is there anything you would like us to know about you or your academic record that you have not had the opportunity to describe elsewhere in this application? With my mother and father both Russian mathematicians, I was programmed into learning math as fast as possible. I was put on the accelerated track back in 7th grade, when Lincoln Middle School provided that opportunity. From that point on, I put myself in a competitive mode and would not settle for a lower math class when I could be speeding ahead. I got straight A's every semester until junior year hit. I had the choice between Calc AB and the infamous BC. I, of course, looked down upon the "easier" AB class and took the plunge with BC. I figured since I got an A in Calc A, Calc BC would end up the same. But, boy, was I wrong. I took extensive notes, went in for help, and solved every problem. However, when the tests came around, I learned about all the holes in my knowledge. The first couple of tests went over fine. But as soon as we hit Optimization, it went downhill. I felt like I understood everything at home; however, under pressure, I was not so confident. I tried to alleviate the problem by solving myriads of problems but to no avail. I understood the calculus, but I had trouble proving it in timed situations. I am going to try anew once I am in college, with a new professor and new approach to calculus. But I have not been swayed from learning more mathematics in my high school, and I am currently taking the last math course offered at our school, Statistics. Although, I am taking a break from Calculus for now, I will be back.
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Weightless and unbounded (well only by conventional PADI limits) I glided effortlessly through saline liquid filled with various ctenophores, cnidarians, and Newton. This was the perfect cure for my detail-oriented mind. Hiding in the cracks of the coral reef lay many critters that hauntingly stared back at me in utter shock, wondering, predicting my next move. They fired thoughts of survival, while I thoughts of awe. As I continued my tectonic ways, schools of fish busily swam by on their way to eat, mate, or out run. The oceanic car wash was in business as two Peterson shrimp cleaned the grouper's mouth with their bright blue claws. Organisms big and small drift through their own busy lives. I just floated by as a new world became apparent to me. Forty minutes ago I sat on a boat just outside the realm of the new worlds, but now I am four atmospheres below sea level breathing a mix of compressed air, slowly accumulating nitrogen gas in my blood. The hours of physics, physiology, equipment management, environment surveys, and rescue techniques, on top of the countless lectures on the danger of this activity, were not enough to prepare me for the myriad of unimaginable life forms that are found outside the confines of orthodox gravity. There is city life down here that is oblivious to what lives on its neighboring terrestrial borders. Lurking in every crevasse is some organism that is making a difference in its respected biome. The new dimension of marine science caught me in its current. Now I need my biological fix. Every chance that was available I zipped up and dropped anchor. Fish species identifications, running transects along the rocky substrate, loading hundreds of golf-ball sized urchins into mesh bags for relocations, dissecting various organisms, or even dragging huge bags of trash out of the water after hours of underwater rubbish removal seemed to feed my addiction. My muscles ached while fighting to beat the heavy currents, my nerves shattered when my dive buddy was not in sight, and my heart pounded when creatures would appear from the dark water. But I continued the trek because every time, there was so much left that I knew was unseen, if only I had a little more time to observe. The key to our survival lies under the multicolored waters amongst the corals, algae, kelp, marshes, and estuaries. Whether I choose to study physics, engineering, chemistry, medicine, or biology, the pelagic domain offers me unlimited assets. By giant striding into the last earthly frontier, my world's limitations cease to exist. The abundance of materials, cures, and beauties set my mind into overdrive. I want to explore, I want to classify, I want to understand all the countless resources my home away from home has to offer. I dress in my freshly-pressed white uniform and put on my red belt with two shiny stripes. Hopefully this would be the last day I would wear this belt. The testing platform was outlined by the judge's tables and the audience's chairs. My mom and dad soon joined the ranks amongst the other conversational parents, and I was left to fend for myself. Luckily, my good friend Natasha was one of the people who was also testing for her black belt. We decided to help each other through this ordeal. We let our nerves settle as we heard the instructors yell, "Begin!" Our muscles needed to be warmed up, so we started off jogging one mile. While we ran, Natasha and I quizzed each other on the culmination ten Korean words. Upon completion of the warm-up, the higher ranked masters lined us up according to our belts: Black, Red II, Red I, Red, Green II, Green I, Green, Blue I, Blue, Orange, Purple, Yellow, White. I was put in one of the front lines so that everyone's gaze would be set upon me. Part one of the test was a series of ten elaborate forms that had to be completed perfectly. I landed every jump, snapped all of my kicks and punches, and yelled loudly. Then came the techniques. We were partnered up with someone of similar size and belt level and told to run through the thirty practiced move, while being scrutinized by the surrounding masters. We twirled, hit, and fell. Four hours into the test we were again partnered up with a competitor of similar stature prepared for sparring. With my luck, I was matched with the Grand Master Chong's own son. Little time was given to me to worry about the pros and cons of the situation. Before I knew it, the instructors had yelled out start, and I was bouncing around intently, trying to read the boy's eyes for his next move. We fought hard for thirty minutes, and we were dead even. We had the last five minutes to break the tie. Both exhausted and weary from the long intense fight spanning many yards of the grassy park, we were both keenly synced with the other's moves. At the last minute, we had run up to the Grand Master's table and stood there in our deep-bent-legged, ready-to-pounce stance. The son started to fake kick and threw a round house; I ducked right in time. And with all the momentum of the spring lift that had built up in my legs, I jumped one last time and (as if in The Matrix) kicked the son, right in front of his trainer father, across the jaw bone. The scene grew quiet. Would the Grand Master approve? The audience, the starters, the son, and I stared into the Master's face. He grinned and gave me the point. After that I breezed through the cinder-block breaking and double front kick. This was it, the last thing. The culminating series of ten Korean words, pronounced perfectly to the Grand Master himself. TAE Won Do, The way of the hand and foot; Haney, Door, Set, Net ... 1,2,3,; SAH Bam Him, Instructor; Do Gang Training Hall; Do BOK Uniform ; You Dan A, Black Belt Holder; UK I, National Flag; Me UK I, American National Flag; TAE UK I, Korean National Flag; PIL Sung Certain Victory. Is there anything you would like us to know about you or your academic record that you have not had the opportunity to describe elsewhere in this application? With my mother and father both Russian mathematicians, I was programmed into learning math as fast as possible. I was put on the accelerated track back in 7th grade, when Lincoln Middle School provided that opportunity. From that point on, I put myself in a competitive mode and would not settle for a lower math class when I could be speeding ahead. I got straight A's every semester until junior year hit. I had the choice between Call AB and the infamous BC. Furthermore, I, of course, looked down upon the "easier" AB class and took the plunge with BC. Furthermore, I figured since I got an A in Call A, Call BC would end up the same. But, boy, was I wrong. I took extensive notes, went in for help, and solved every problem. However, when the tests came around, I learned about all the holes in my knowledge. The first couple of tests went over fine. But as soon as we hit Optimization, it went downhill. I felt like I understood everything at home; however, under pressure, I was not so confident. I tried to alleviate the problem by solving myriads of problems but to no avail. Furthermore, I understood the calculus, but I had trouble proving it in timed situations. Furthermore, I am going to try anew once I am in college, with a new professor and new approach to calculus. But I have not been swayed from learning more mathematics in my high school, and I am currently taking the last math course offered at our school, Statistics. Although, I am taking a break from Calculus for now, I will be back.
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I have and always will be the gregarious young man that I am today, as long as I am conscious of what it is that I am doing! Family and friends play a vast role in my life because they are always around directing me in the right path. In addition, I grew in an urban community and attended the one and only public high school in the area filled with a diversity of students. As a result, I will find it exceptionally simple to tweak to your university. During my psychology class last year I learned one of the most important and crucial key factors of group projects. That is to have control and be flexible to new ideas. I would have to say that, that phrase right there changed my life completely because teamwork is about working together and diminishing numerous solutions after critical contemplation down to one. Moreover, I am all about prioritizing. I prefer having everything planned out and set ahead of time that way if anything does not go according to plan; I am ready and not running all around the place. This past summer I practiced tennis practically everyday so that I would be competent trying out for the team this year. A few days into the school year I realized Holy Lord the saying is true, "You can do anything if you put your mind to it." The saying goes with anything and everything. Because of my determination and perseverance I have won quite a few awards and medals in karate, track, cross country, and wrestling. Perseverance sure pays! Because I was born in America my parents' countries were remarkably foreign to me as was their languages. My mother is Coptic Orthodox and spoke Arabic while my father is Greek Orthodox who speaks Greek. After a few visits to Egypt and Greece I learned the languages fairly well and I am able to speak them pretty fluently. While I was in Egypt and Greece I was fascinated by their beauties. I also became conscious of the fact of how thankful I should be of the things here in the United States that I take for granted. During my freshman, sophomore, junior, and senior year in high school I was voted student council advisor and as a senior National Honor Society Vice president. I felt extraordinarily content knowing that my classmates trusted me. It certainly helped me expand my interpersonal skills. Also, I not only learned interpersonal skills but at the same time I learned a number of real life factors. For instance, volunteering at a banquet hall I learned how to set up a table and what items went where. This came really handy when I prepared the table the next day for dinner at home. With the knowledge and experience I learned throughout my lifetime, I will bring these values with me to your university. I will continue to help people in anything, and everything that they may be experiencing problems with and at the same time improve myself to the best of my ability. I will be greatly honored to have Rutgers University accept me as their student. This will connected to my desired major in pharmacy.
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I have and always will be the gregarious young man that I am today, as long as I am conscious of what it is that I am doing! Family and friends play a vast role in my life because they are always around directing me in the right path. In addition, I grew in an urban community and attended the one and only public high school in the area filled with a diversity of students. As a result, I will find it exceptionally simple to tweak to your university. During my psychology class last year I learned one of the most important and crucial key factors of group projects. That is to have control and be flexible to new ideas. I would have to say that, that phrase right there changed my life completely because teamwork is about working together and diminishing numerous solutions after critical contemplation down to one. Moreover, I am all about prioritizing. I prefer having everything planned out and set ahead of time that way if anything does not go according to plan; I am ready and not running all around the place. This past summer I practiced tennis practically everyday so that I would be competent trying out for the team this year. A few days into the school year I realized Holy Lord the saying is true, "You can do anything if you put your mind to it." The saying goes with anything and everything. Because of my determination and perseverance I have won quite a few awards and medals in karate, track, cross-country, and wrestling. Perseverance sure pays! Because I was born in America my parents' countries were remarkably foreign to me as was their languages. My mother is Coptic Orthodox and spoke Arabic while my father is Greek Orthodox who speaks Greek. After a few visits to Egypt and Greece I learned the languages fairly well, and I am able to speak them pretty fluently. While I was in Egypt and Greece I was fascinated by their beauties. I also became conscious of the fact of how thankful I should be of the things here in the United States that I take for granted. During my freshman, sophomore, junior, and senior year in high school I was voted student council advisor and as a senior National Honor Society Vice president. I felt extraordinarily content knowing that my classmates trusted me. It certainly helped me expand my interpersonal skills. Also, I not only learned interpersonal skills but at the same time I learned a number of real life factors. For instance, volunteering at a banquet hall I learned how to set up a table and what items went where. This came really handy when I prepared the table the next day for dinner at home. With the knowledge and experience I learned throughout my lifetime, I will bring these values with me to your university. I will continue to help people in anything, and everything that they may be experiencing problems with and at the same time improve myself to the best of my ability. I will be greatly honored to have Rutgers University accept me as their student. This will connect to my desired major in pharmacy.
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By: Mihir Shah At 871 feet high, an 80-degree incline, 240-foot drop, 300 feet long, and 5 seconds of a pure adrenaline rush, Tiger at Boston Mills is the black diamond slope everyone is afraid of. Tiger, the only slope that even the most talented skiers avoid and can get the heart of the best instructors racing, was the slope I dreamt of accomplishing and sailing down in the cold December air. In order to accomplish my feat it was going to take practice, failure, perseverance, and dedication but I was up to any challenge in order to reach the goal I had set for myself. It started when I was a sophomore in high school and my cousin and I decided to join our school's ski club in order to learn how to ski and have a good time. Our first few weeks were spent in learning how to go down the beginner hills and going to our ski lessons to earn levels of certification, black diamond being the highest. From our first lesson, my instructor noticed the fire in my eyes and my desire to be one of the select few who could make it down Tiger. On our first lesson, he told me not to worry about Tiger and that I would eventually get there but that was the only thing that my mind focused on. Every Saturday I would show up at eight o' clock to have a warm up session, take a lesson for two hours, and then practice for another three hours. By the time I got home, I would be exhausted and just pass out in my bed. As the weeks wore on my desire to make it down Tiger grew to the point where I would ski to its peak, take a look down the eighty degree drop, and feel the adrenalin rushing through my veins only to turn around without accomplishing my goal. After 3 weeks, our instructor told us that he would be choosing four students to accompany him in the black diamond level training. At our next session, he informed us that my cousin, two other skiers, and I would be accompanying him on the black diamond training lesson and everyone else was done with their training. We met the following morning on the easiest of the black diamond hills, North Bowl, on which he taught us how to carve and perform an abrupt stop. After two weeks of practicing these techniques as well as others, we decided to move one level up to Croyle, the race slope, and make it down the hill while practicing all the techniques we learned and still maintaining good form. According to our instructor, we were all worthy of receiving the black diamond certification and therefore, after 2 more days of practice and perfection we were all awarded the black diamond certification. There was only one more thing for me to do and there was no way I could turn away after reaching the top once I had already been black diamond certified. I skied to the top of Tiger one last time, looked down at the sharp eighty-degree drop, and once again felt the adrenaline rush through me. I watched three to four instructors make a run down the slope before I got the courage to look down the steep slope again. I looked forward, could see miles away, and felt my legs get weak with the thought of what was ahead of me. As the cold January air brushed through my hair and dried out my eyes, I lowered my goggles and felt the cold pierce through every layer of clothing. As my heart pounded loud enough for me to hear it in my brain I made my way over to the edge of the slope and took one last look down before I pushed off with my poles and felt one large gust of wind as I began my decent down the slope. As I flew down the hill, I tried to maintain my balance while still following all the techniques I had learned in all my lessons. With the wind blowing in my face and my hands frozen in the position they started in I hit a bump and almost lost balance but I quickly regained my balance and my heart was racing with fear. As I came down the slope with blazing fast speed, my only thought was to quickly slow down, and try not to harm anyone that was not quick enough to move out of my way. Fortunately, in one of our black diamond lessons, we had learned how to perform a quick stop and it may have been the only reason no one was harmed that day. As I came to an abrupt stop, my mind came racing back to reality and I fully comprehended what I had just done. Overcome with joy and happiness I could not wait to tell everyone that I had finally conquered Tiger, the most difficult and challenging slope at Boston Mills. The goal I had worked so hard and long for was finally accomplished and it was the greatest feeling in the world. I had never worked so hard for a goal in my life but the reward that I received was greater than any I have ever received and will always be remembered. Tiger is still the most difficult slope at Boston Mills and each year hundreds dream the same dream that I once dreamt but only a select few in that group are able to accomplish what I have accomplished. Through hard work, perseverance, and practice anything can be achieved and the reward from a cause that you have worked so hard for is better than any award that is won with ease. 871 feet high, 300 feet long, a 240-foot drop, an eighty-degree incline, and the 5 seconds of pure adrenaline rush make Tiger the jewel in my list of accomplishments. By: Mihir Shah
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By: Minor Shah At 871 feet high, an 80-degree incline, 240-foot drop, 300 feet long, and 5 seconds of a pure adrenaline rush, Tiger at Boston Mills is the black diamond slope everyone is afraid of. Tiger, the only slope that even the most talented skiers avoid and can get the heart of the best instructors racing, was the slope I dreamt of accomplishing and sailing down in the cold December air. In order to accomplish my feat it was going to take practice, failure, perseverance, and dedication, but I was up to any challenge in order to reach the goal I had set for myself. It started when I was a sophomore in high school and my cousin and I decided to join our school's ski club in order to learn how to ski and have a good time. Our first few weeks were spent in learning how to go down the beginner hills and going to our ski lessons to earn levels of certification, black diamond being the highest. From our first lesson, my instructor noticed the fire in my eyes and my desire to be one of the select few who could make it down Tiger. On our first lesson, he told me not to worry about Tiger and that I would eventually get there, but that was the only thing that my mind focused on. Every Saturday I would show up at eight o'clock to have a warm-up session, take a lesson for two hours, and then practice for another three hours. By the time I got home, I would be exhausted and just pass out in my bed. As the weeks wore on my desire to make it down Tiger grew to the point where I would ski to its peak, take a look down the eighty degree drop, and feel the adrenalin rushing through my veins only to turn around without accomplishing my goal. After 3 weeks, our instructor told us that he would be choosing four students to accompany him in the black diamond level training. At our next session, he informed us that my cousin, two other skiers, and I would be accompanying him on the black diamond training lesson and everyone else was done with their training. We met the following morning on the easiest of the black diamond hills, North Bowl, on which he taught us how to carve and perform an abrupt stop. After two weeks of practicing these techniques as well as others, we decided to move one level up to Coyle, the race slope, and make it down the hill while practicing all the techniques we learned and still maintaining good form. According to our instructor, we were all worthy of receiving the black diamond certification and therefore, after 2 more days of practice and perfection we were all awarded the black diamond certification. There was only one more thing for me to do and there was no way I could turn away after reaching the top once I had already been black diamond certified. I skied to the top of Tiger one last time, looked down at the sharp eighty-degree drop, and once again felt the adrenaline rush through me. I watched three to four instructors make a run down the slope before I got the courage to look down the steep slope again. Furthermore, I looked forward, could see miles away, and felt my legs get weak with the thought of what was ahead of me. As the cold January air brushed through my hair and dried out my eyes, I lowered my goggles and felt the cold pierce through every layer of clothing. As my heart pounded loud enough for me to hear it in my brain I made my way over to the edge of the slope and took one last look down before I pushed off with my poles and felt one large gust of wind as I began my decent down the slope. As I flew down the hill, I tried to maintain my balance while still following all the techniques I had learned in all my lessons. With the wind blowing in my face and my hands frozen in the position they started in I hit a bump and almost lost balance, but I quickly regained my balance and my heart was racing with fear. As I came down the slope with blazing fast speed, my only thought was to quickly slow down, and try not to harm anyone that was not quick enough to move out of my way. Fortunately, in one of our black diamond lessons, we had learned how to perform a quick stop, and it may have been the only reason no one was harmed that day. As I came to an abrupt stop, my mind came racing back to reality and I fully comprehended what I had just done. Overcome with joy and happiness I could not wait to tell everyone that I had finally conquered Tiger, the most difficult and challenging slope at Boston Mills. The goal I had worked so hard and long for was finally accomplished, and it was the greatest feeling in the world. I had never worked so hard for a goal in my life but the reward that I received was greater than any I have ever received and will always be remembered. Tiger is still the most difficult slope at Boston Mills and each year hundreds dream the same dream that I once dreamt but only a select few in that group are able to accomplish what I have accomplished. Through hard work, perseverance, and practice anything can be achieved and the reward from a cause that you have worked so hard for is better than any award that is won with ease. 871 feet high, 300 feet long, a 240-foot drop, an eighty-degree incline, and the 5 seconds of pure adrenaline rush make Tiger the jewel in my list of accomplishments. By: Minor Shah
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My entire life has always been consumed with intellectual pursuits. As a child I wanted to try everything; girl scouts, soccer, gymnastics, cheerleading, ballet, swimming, public speaking, 4-H leadership, cooking, sewing, reading all types of novels, and so on. I could, and still can, never refuse an opportunity to try something new. These opportunities lead to gaining knowledge and experience that can only help advance me in life's pursuits. With a wide range of knowledge of skills and information, I am able to recognize what I excel in and what I enjoy most doing. Once I realize what those things are, I take hold to them and pursue them to my fullest ability. I recognized early on how much I enjoyed dancing and by the age of six I was asked to be on my studio's competition team, and ever since then I have devoted countless hours and weekends to pursuing my skills in the art of dance. Even though I have a love of dance, and I do well in it, I want to make a difference in the world. I was homeschooled until high school, and was sheltered from much of the corruption in this world. When I got to high school and actually saw people's lifestyles I was taken aback by exactly how low morals and standards have actually become. I want to make a difference. I want to preserve this world and make it better for future generations. "Vires, Artes, Mores" defines the lifestyle I have lived so far and hope to continue. Even before I understood these concepts I was already living them, FSU is in my blood and there is no place I'd rather be.
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My entire life has always been consumed with intellectual pursuits. As a child I wanted to try everything; girl scouts, soccer, gymnastics, cheerleading, ballet, swimming, public speaking, 4-H leadership, cooking, sewing, reading all types of novels, and so on. I could, and still can, never refuse an opportunity to try something new. These opportunities lead to gaining knowledge and experience that can only help advance me in life's pursuits. With a wide range of knowledge of skills and information, I am able to recognize what I excel in and what I enjoy most doing. Once I realize what those things are, I take hold to them and pursue them to my fullest ability. I recognized early on how much I enjoyed dancing and by the age of six I was asked to be on my studio's competition team, and ever since then I have devoted countless hours and weekends to pursuing my skills in the art of dance. Even though I have a love of dance, and I do well in it, I want to make a difference in the world. I was homeschooled until high school, and was sheltered from much of the corruption in this world. When I got to high school and actually saw people's lifestyles I was taken aback by exactly how low morals and standards have actually become. I want to make a difference. I want to preserve this world and make it better for future generations. "Virus, Arts, Mores" defines the lifestyle I have lived so far and hope to continue. Even before I understood these concepts I was already living them, FSU is in my blood and there is no place I'd rather be.
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I know I need to expand my closing paragraph so any suggestions would be greatly appreciated! Please feel free to be brutally honest in any corrections you make! A person is influenced by numerous forces in out society. Our world history is full of admirable heroes but also despicable villains. One's family, with its history, culture, and environment molds him into the adult that he is. Although family history and culture play a large role in the development of ones character, the environment that I grew up in was paramount in forming me. Education has always been an important part of my environment. My parents constantly pushed me to excel in all aspects of my life, and my education was no exception. Opting to homeschool me, my parents were able to focus on providing a broad education. Our week not only included daily academic studies, but also piano lessons, religious studies, and sports. I was taught Spanish from my mother and German from a tutor. Homeschooling, in addition to providing me with an excellent education, has given me confidence to excel in life. I am in everlasting debt to my wonderful parents who are the driving force behind my education, and are great influence in my life. My parent influence in my academics is personified through me everyday; however, my loving sisters are responsible for my outgoing personality. Being homeschooled, I spent fifteen years of my life in close contact with my sisters. As I matured, my sisters took responsibility of ensuring that I became a gentleman. They constantly bombarded me with suggestions about how to treat my future girlfriends, and other instances where I was required to be a gentleman. The love my sisters showed me, and the close contact we shared for many years, influenced me into becoming kind and outgoing. The environment my family created through their never ending love and support has been extremely important in sculpting me into the young adult I am today. I hope to influence others during my enrollment at the University of Central Florida and absorb all the qualities that environment has to offer.
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I know I need to expand my closing paragraph, so any suggestions would be greatly appreciated! Please feel free to be brutally honest in any corrections you make! A person is influenced by numerous forces in out society. Our world history is full of admirable heroes but also despicable villains. One's family, with its history, culture, and environment molds him into the adult that he is. Although family history and culture play a large role in the development of one's character, the environment that I grew up in was paramount in forming me. Education has always been an important part of my environment. My parents constantly pushed me to excel in all aspects of my life, and my education was no exception. Opting to homeschool me, my parents were able to focus on providing a broad education. Our week not only included daily academic studies, but also piano lessons, religious studies, and sports. I was taught Spanish from my mother and German from a tutor. Homeschooling, in addition to providing me with an excellent education, has given me confidence to excel in life. I am in everlasting debt to my wonderful parents who are the driving force behind my education, and are great influence in my life. My parent influence in my academics is personified through me every day; however, my loving sisters are responsible for my outgoing personality. Being homeschooled, I spent fifteen years of my life in close contact with my sisters. As I matured, my sisters took responsibility of ensuring that I became a gentleman. They constantly bombarded me with suggestions about how to treat my future girlfriends, and other instances where I was required to be a gentleman. The love my sisters showed me, and the close contact we shared for many years, influenced me into becoming kind and outgoing. The environment my family created through their never ending love and support has been extremely important in sculpting me into the young adult I am today. I hope to influence others during my enrollment at the University of Central Florida and absorb all the qualities that environment has to offer.
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For almost one hundred years, the Latin words, "Vires, Artes, Mores" have been the guiding philosophy behind Florida State University. Vires signifies strength of all kinds - moral, physical, and intellectual; Artes alludes to the beauty of intellectual pursuits as exemplified in skill, craft, or art; and Mores refers to character, custom, or tradition. Describe how one or more of the values embodied in these concepts are reflected in your life. 'Tradition' is defined as "an inherited, established, or customary pattern of thought, action, or behavior (as a religious practice or a social custom)". There are many traditions throughout the entire world, and many are unheard of here in the U.S. Traditions of presidents serving four year terms and traditions of excellence among men are just to name a few. Florida State University has many traditions that are well known. Quite possibly the most famous tradition of Florida State University is of Osceola riding out on Renegade to boost school spirit before every football game. This fine tradition was started in 1978 and continues on today. There are also traditions which I can relate to as a student. Florida State University, as well as my high school, was founded in the 19th century. Both schools have a tradition of excellence in education and are both recognized as premier schools in Florida. Until 1947 Florida State University was known as Florida College for Women. The school was an all women school until the transition in 1947 when the name also switched to Florida State University. Jesuit High School has a tradition since its creation in 1899 that is still around today. Jesuit High School is an all boys school, opposite to an all female school like Florida State University was at one point. However, the two schools had a unique tradition that only one gender was able to attend either school. Both schools have a tradition of excellence in not only academics but sports as well. Florida State University is currently one of the best track and field schools in the nation. Jesuit High School also has some of the best runners in the nation for their age group and events. Also, Jesuit has a long lasting tradition to have graduates accepted into the Florida State University. Many of these students do accept to go to there and have great careers while at the school. Also new traditions are being created at both schools every year. These traditions are what make up the schools. Both schools have unique traditions, many they share together mainly in excellence in a variety of categories.
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For almost one hundred years, the Latin words, "Virus, Arts, Mores" have been the guiding philosophy behind Florida State University. Virus signifies strength of all kinds - moral, physical, and intellectual; Arts alludes to the beauty of intellectual pursuits as exemplified in skill, craft, or art; and Mores refers to character, custom, or tradition. Describe how one or more of the values embodied in these concepts are reflected in your life. 'Tradition' is defined as "an inherited, established, or customary pattern of thought, action, or behavior (as a religious practice or a social custom)". There are many traditions throughout the entire world, and many are unheard of here in the U.S. Traditions of presidents serving four-year terms and traditions of excellence among men are just to name a few. Florida State University has many traditions that are well known. Quite possibly the most famous tradition of Florida State University is of Osceola riding out on Renegade to boost school spirit before every football game. This fine tradition was started in 1978 and continues on today. There are also traditions which I can relate to as a student. Florida State University, as well as my high school, was founded in the 19th century. Both schools have a tradition of excellence in education and are both recognized as premier schools in Florida. Until 1947 Florida State University was known as Florida College for Women. The school was an all women school until the transition in 1947 when the name also switched to Florida State University. Jesuit High School has a tradition since its creation in 1899 that is still around today. Jesuit High School is an all-boys school, opposite to an all female school like Florida State University was at one point. However, the two schools had a unique tradition that only one gender was able to attend either school. Both schools have a tradition of excellence in not only academics but sports as well. Florida State University is currently one of the best track and field schools in the nation. Jesuit High School also has some of the best runners in the nation for their age group and events. Also, Jesuit has a long-lasting tradition to have graduates accepted into the Florida State University. Many of these students do accept to go there and have great careers while at the school. Also, new traditions are being created at both schools every year. These traditions are what make up the schools. Both schools have unique traditions, many they share together mainly in excellence in a variety of categories.
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1. If there has been some obstacle or bump in the road in your academic or personal life, please explain the circumstances.2. How has your family history, culture, or environment influenced who you are?3. Why did you choose to apply to UCF?4. What qualities or unique characteristics do you possess that will allow you to contribute to the UCF community? 2. I have spent 10,260 more hours with my family than the average student. I had the amazing opportunity of being home schooled from kindergarten to 8th grade which caused my surrounding environment to be fundamentally different from other students; I had the security of my family around me 24-7 to support and help mold me into the person I am today, without the influence of peer pressure to divert me. The morals and lessons my family has instilled in me, have made me to be confident to stand up for my beliefs. Anytime I had a problem my family was there for me, with just the right advice for how to handle the situation. My family has taught me to have humility, gratitude, integrity, respect, compassion, and responsibility in all the things that I do. These are the characteristics I have observed and they are the same ones that I admire in them and aspire to achieve everyday of my life. Being home schooled gave me the opportunity to become involved in a wide range of activities. I was able to meet and learn about many different types of people. I learned early on how to converse with adults, how to enjoy younger kids company, and to keep an open mind to new ideas and cultures. Through my family's actions and words they have taught me what characteristics are most important to not only be successful in my personal life, but also in the business world. 4. These qualities that I have mentioned above (humility, gratitude, integrity, respect, compassion, and responsibility) I have come to possess and aim to exhibit in everything I do, and I'm positive that it will show in everything I accomplish at UCF. I plan on persevering in the qualities of honesty, respect and gratitude in my work that I will be able to go above and beyond what I have so far achieved; with hope that I will make a difference for the people and environment around me. I believe that the best way to accomplish something, if something isn't already being done about it, is to take charge of it yourself. For this reason, I enjoy partaking in leadership positions so that I can influence how my peers and I can preserve the world that we live in. There is no better way to give back to a community then to help the people and environment that it supports. My dedication and hard work in clubs and volunteer work demonstrates that I care about what happens in this world and that I am taking responsibility to make sure this world is a better place. In all I aspire to accomplish in college, I aim to uphold the high standards of UCF and to set an example for those who will be sure to follow. In all I do I strive for the excellence in which UCF has set a precedent for, and there is no other place I can see myself preparing for a better future.
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1. If there has been some obstacle or bump in the road in your academic or personal life, please explain the circumstances.2. How has your family history, culture, or environment influenced who you are?3. Why did you choose to apply to UCF?4. What qualities or unique characteristics do you possess that will allow you to contribute to the UCF community? 2. I have spent 10,260 more hours with my family than the average student. I had the amazing opportunity of being homeschooled from kindergarten to 8th grade which caused my surrounding environment to be fundamentally different from other students; I had the security of my family around me 24-7 to support and help mold me into the person I am today, without the influence of peer pressure to divert me. The morals and lessons my family has instilled in me, have made me to be confident to stand up for my beliefs. Anytime I had a problem my family was there for me, with just the right advice for how to handle the situation. My family has taught me to have humility, gratitude, integrity, respect, compassion, and responsibility in all the things that I do. These are the characteristics I have observed, and they are the same ones that I admire in them and aspire to achieve every day of my life. Being homeschooled gave me the opportunity to become involved in a wide range of activities. I was able to meet and learn about many types of people. I learned early on how to converse with adults, how to enjoy younger kids company, and to keep an open mind to new ideas and cultures. Through my family's actions and words they have taught me what characteristics are most important to not only be successful in my personal life, but also in the business world. 4. These qualities that I have mentioned above (humility, gratitude, integrity, respect, compassion, and responsibility) I have come to possess and aim to exhibit in everything I do, and I'm positive that it will show in everything I accomplish at UCF. I plan on persevering in the qualities of honesty, respect and gratitude in my work that I will be able to go above and beyond what I have so far achieved; with hope that I will make a difference for the people and environment around me. I believe that the best way to accomplish something, if something isn't already being done about it, is to take charge of it yourself. For this reason, I enjoy partaking in leadership positions so that I can influence how my peers and I can preserve the world that we live in. There is no better way to give back to a community then to help the people and environment that it supports. My dedication and hard work in clubs and volunteer work demonstrates that I care about what happens in this world and that I am taking responsibility to make sure this world is a better place. In all I aspire to accomplish in college, I aim to uphold the high standards of UCF and to set an example for those who will be sure to follow. In all I do I strive for the excellence in which UCF has set a precedent for, and there is no other place I can see myself preparing for a better future.
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please be as critical as possible, as this is an EXTREMELY rough first draft thanks :)
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Please be as critical as possible, as this is an EXTREMELY rough first draft thanks :)
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By: Mihir Shah For the past 8 years, I have been participating in an annual Indian cultural dance competition called FOGANA. In order to compete we must practice every day and must be very dedicated. We first practice for about 4 months and then go to a regional competition where we usually compete against four or five other teams and the winner gets to move on to the national competition. After the regional competition, we practice for another month and then travel to a bigger city to compete on a national level against another four or five teams that each won their regional competition. I have been the team captain for the past 7 years and we have been national champions for the past 6 years. This competition requires lots of dedication and hard work on behalf of the team especially since we are all very good friends and must focus while practicing. By: Mihir Shah
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By: Minor Shah For the past 8 years, I have been participating in an annual Indian cultural dance competition called LOGAN. In order to compete we must practice every day and must be very dedicated. We first practice for about 4 months and then go to a regional competition where we usually compete against four or five other teams and the winner gets to move on to the national competition. After the regional competition, we practice for another month and then travel to a bigger city to compete on a national level against another four or five teams that each won their regional competition. I have been the team captain for the past 7 years, and we have been national champions for the past 6 years. This competition requires lots of dedication and hard work on behalf of the team especially since we are all very good friends and must focus while practicing. By: Minor Shah
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I have to write an essay about the causes of me choosing my career path. I'm having trouble writting a thesis statement and basically the entire essay. It also have to be 2 pages long. Here is what i got so far.... All of my life up to this point, I have always dream of becoming a doctor. I know that being a doctor is not something that is very easy to achieve or that anybody can do it. It is something that I must work very hard for and I must have a very strong passion about it. Being a doctor, I will be able to make good money, help out my families, and help the people who are in need. Can anyone help me?Thank,Mina
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I have to write an essay about the causes of me choosing my career path. I'm having trouble writing a thesis statement and basically the entire essay. It also has to be 2 pages long. Here is what I got so far.... All of my life up to this point, I have always dreamed of becoming a doctor. I know that being a doctor is not something that is very easy to achieve or that anybody can do it. It is something that I must work very hard for, and I must have a very strong passion about it. Being a doctor, I will be able to make good money, help out my families, and help the people who are in need. Can anyone help me?Thanks, Mina
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Between the libraries, the gym, the student union, and all of the on-campus communities, there is hardly a need to ever leave campus. UCF presents nearly every club and activity any future, past, or present student would want. The University of Central Florida is just that, perfectly placed in the middle of anything I would want to do. Located in the nation's most popular tourist destination, this university's town provides activities to keep busy and numerous employment opportunities. Walking through the UCF campus, the first thing I noticed was the great energy and the cheer coming from the current students. Decorated in black and gold, these future alumni glistened. I could tour every school in the nation but I knew my decision long ago. I want to be a knight.
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Between the libraries, the gym, the student union, and all the on-campus communities, there is hardly a need to ever leave campus. UCF presents nearly every club and activity any future, past, or present student would want. The University of Central Florida is just that, perfectly placed in the middle of anything I would want to do. Located in the nation's most popular tourist destination, this university's town provides activities to keep busy and numerous employment opportunities. Walking through the UCF campus, the first thing I noticed was the great energy and the cheer coming from the current students. Decorated in black and gold, these future alumni glistened. I could tour every school in the nation, but I knew my decision long ago. I want to be a knight.
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I met new friends in a new Girl Scout troupe, in a new elementary school. I became very outgoing and still have this quality today. Not only did I make new friends, but I gained a quick ability to adapt to a new environment. I learned how to live with two other girls, and how to make relationships with them; how to get along in a new environment and how to make myself comfortable. But to be honest, the most important thing I have gained from this experience is the idea of having pride in me, and the people I associate with. Being proud of the person I have become and not putting myself in shady situations, or around shady people, is the main thing my aunt and uncle have taught me. Because I associated with people with higher standards for themselves I have the confidence and ability to make good decisions in my life.
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I met new friends in a new Girl Scout troupe, in a new elementary school. I became very outgoing and still have this quality today. Not only did I make new friends, but I gained a quick ability to adapt to a new environment. I learned how to live with two other girls, and how to make relationships with them; how to get along in a new environment and how to make myself comfortable. But to be honest, the most important thing I have gained from this experience is the idea of having pride in me, and the people I associate with. Being proud of the person I have become and not putting myself in shady situations, or around shady people, is the main thing my aunt and uncle have taught me. Because I associated with people with higher standards for themselves I have the confidence and ability to make good decisions in my life.
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She broke the news gently, saying "I'm sorry", and "they did all they could" It made no difference to me though. No amount of "I'm sorry"s would ever make it better. After standing there crying with her arms around me for what seemed like my entire life, we left the school and picked up my sister. We met up with the rest of the family at the hospital and tears were all I saw. We said a prayer for her and reminisced a little. Other than that, the day is mostly a blur to me. This day changed me forever. As much as a shock as it was to my life, we all knew it was coming for some time. I remember the day she told me she was diagnosed with cervical cancer. After she broke the news that she would be having surgery on April 12, which was a good ways away, I went to my room, took a piece of paper back to her room and attempted to write up a will for her. I said to her "Mom, you never know what could happen, and what if something bad does happen?" She just laughed and hugged me and said "Kirstin, don't be ridiculous. I'll be around forever. No matter what, I promise I'm not going anywhere. Even if I'm in a wheelchair, I'll wheelchair you down that aisle on your wedding day, and cheer for you at your graduation". Her obvious optimism and the fact that she was taken so quickly from me was the one thing that has changed me for the rest of my life. She taught me a lot in the time she did have, and I matured a lot, becoming more responsible and more mature than most my age, but her passing taught me the biggest lesson I have ever learned:Carpe Diem. Seize the day. Live life to the fullest and always appreciate what you are given because you never know when something can be taken away so quickly from you.
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She broke the news gently, saying "I'm sorry", and "they did all they could" It made no difference to me though. No amount of "I'm sorry’s would ever make it better. After standing there crying with her arms around me for what seemed like my entire life, we left the school and picked up my sister. We met up with the rest of the family at the hospital and tears were all I saw. We said a prayer for her and reminisced a little. Other than that, the day is mostly a blur to me. This day changed me forever. As much as a shock as it was to my life, we all knew it was coming for some time. I remember the day she told me she was diagnosed with cervical cancer. After she broke the news that she would be having surgery on April 12, which was a good way away, I went to my room, took a piece of paper back to her room and attempted to write up a will for her. I said to her "Mom, you never know what could happen, and what if something bad does happen?" She just laughed and hugged me and said "Kirstin, don't be ridiculous. I'll be around forever. No matter what, I promise I'm not going anywhere. Even if I'm in a wheelchair, I'll wheelchair you down that aisle on your wedding day, and cheer for you at your graduation". Her obvious optimism and the fact that she was taken so quickly from me was the one thing that has changed me for the rest of my life. She taught me a lot in the time she did have, and I matured a lot, becoming more responsible and more mature than most my age, but her passing taught me the biggest lesson I have ever learned:Carpe Diem. Seize the day. Live life to the fullest and always appreciate what you are given because you never know when something can be taken away so quickly from you.
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Describe how one or more of the values embodied in these concepts are reflected in your life. For the past seven years I have devoted my life to the art of music. Within those seven years I have gained a respect, love and dedication to the art. As a musician I've been able to find beauty within my skill and have embarked on a life long journey to improve and share the craft. Florida State Universities Latin word "Artes" defines my life as a musician in the utmost manner. Due to my musical career I've been capable of exemplifying this respectable philosophy throughout my life. In life I have many hobbies; I enojy helping people, learing new things, a good game of basketball, giving friends advice, and even a slurpee on a hot day. In my life, music has always been fundamental. When I think about the definition of 'Artes', I can't help but think about my musical career, and how essential it was and is to my upbringing. Even before I acquired the talent of playing and performing music it was always something that I couldn't live without. When I picked up a trombone for the first time in sixth grade it was as if my hands, and my heart in some way, were super glued to the instrument. Better yet, the moment I played a note I knew I wanted to live the rest of my life through music. Now with seven years under my belt I have developed both physically and emotionally through music. I have also gained the security of knowing what I want to do and where I would like to go through music. My life has been able to exemplify the philosophy of "Artes" by allowing me to express what I believe to be beauty by my skill, craft and art; my music. My musical ability is a skill that I have developed through years of training. It's beautiful because everday of my life I'm able to express myself in a way that the common individual cannot. The craft of my musicianship is something that I have been and will be developing throughout my entire life. It's beautiful because I can carve it in anyway I choose based on life experiences. Music is my art because it's something that I create and put on display. It's beautiful because it allows me to tell stories which have afftected my life and at the same time allows idividuals to create they're own storys based on notes and rhythms, not just words. Florida State Universities philosophy of "Vires, Artes, Mores" is an accurate reflection of my general life. The philosophy of "Artes" specifically is reflected by my passion for music. Receiving the privilege of attending Florida Sate University will allow me to be able to diplay the respected philosophy in my everyday life. I am now a senior looking for a college to continue expanding my musical abilities. I am certain the Florida State University is capable of giving me everything I need and more to reach my goal and beyond. Any input on how to improve is greatly appreciated.
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Describe how one or more of the values embodied in these concepts are reflected in your life. For the past seven years I have devoted my life to the art of music. Within those seven years I have gained a respect, love and dedication to the art. As a musician I've been able to find beauty within my skill and have embarked on a lifelong journey to improve and share the craft. Florida State Universities Latin word "Arts" defines my life as a musician in the utmost manner. Due to my musical career I've been capable of exemplifying this respectable philosophy throughout my life. In life, I have many hobbies; I enjoy helping people, leading new things, a good game of basketball, giving friends advice, and even a Slurpee on a hot day. In my life, music has always been fundamental. When I think about the definition of 'Arts', I can't help but think about my musical career, and how essential it was and is to my upbringing. Even before I acquired the talent of playing and performing music it was always something that I couldn't live without. When I picked up a trombone for the first time in sixth grade it was as if my hands, and my heart in some way, were superglued to the instrument. Better yet, the moment I played a note I knew I wanted to live the rest of my life through music. Now with seven years under my belt I have developed both physically and emotionally through music. I have also gained the security of knowing what I want to do and where I would like to go through music. My life has been able to exemplify the philosophy of "Arts" by allowing me to express what I believe to be beauty by my skill, craft and art; my music. My musical ability is a skill that I have developed through years of training. It's beautiful because everyday of my life I'm able to express myself in a way that the common individual cannot. The craft of my musicianship is something that I have been and will be developing throughout my entire life. It's beautiful because I can carve it in any way I choose based on life experiences. Music is my art because it's something that I create and put on display. It's beautiful because it allows me to tell stories which have affected my life and at the same time allows individuals to create their own stories based on notes and rhythms, not just words. Florida State Universities philosophy of "Virus, Arts, Mores" is an accurate reflection of my general life. The philosophy of "Arts" specifically is reflected by my passion for music. Receiving the privilege of attending Florida Sate University will allow me to be able to display the respected philosophy in my everyday life. I am now a senior looking for a college to continue expanding my musical abilities. I am certain the Florida State University is capable of giving me everything I need and more to reach my goal and beyond. Any input on how to improve is greatly appreciated.
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Having been raised in Sri Lanka and had been attending school over there till 9th grade had given me lots of experience on reaching goals and the huge competitions to get into colleges which were not easy because of the limited number of colleges. In Sri Lanka if we do not pass the test called OL in 11th grade which is similar to the ACT, we get expelled from school. And if we pass it and make it to 12th grade there is one last test called AL and that is the one which will determine the chance of attending college. And when I came to the United States I was appalled to see how easy it was compared to Sri Lanka, and how everyone can attend college. I figured out that being in a hard situation and then moving to an easy situation has many positive results. And that's what mostly helped me to get better in school than any other time in my life. **please edit :)
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Having been raised in Sri Lanka and had been attending school over there till 9th grade had given me lots of experience on reaching goals and the huge competitions to get into colleges which were not easy because of the limited number of colleges. In Sri Lanka if we do not pass the test called OF in 11th grade which is similar to the ACT, we get expelled from school. And if we pass it and make it to 12th grade there is one last test called AL and that is the one which will determine the chance of attending college. And when I came to the United States I was appalled to see how easy it was compared to Sri Lanka, and how everyone can attend college. I figured out that being in a hard situation and then moving to an easy situation has many positive results. And that's what mostly helped me to get better in school than any other time in my life. **please edit :)
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The personal statement is as vital to the application process as the form, transcript, and references. I hope to provide insights into my personality and character. The Florida State University "Vires, Artes, Mores," challenges students to have strength, skill, and character. Though the motto expresses a fine sentiment I thought long and hard about the embodiment of these values in my life. Values should be more than simply a notion or theory, providing the basis for how we live our life. Serving as a mirror to the individual they reflect the character within. I once heard character defined as the things we do when there is no one present to notice. Strength to me is taking a stand for what I believe in against those who disagree; though a point of view may be unpopular that should never be the reason to stop its pursuit. I am tenacious and enjoy a vigorous discussion about issues important to me: nothing great was ever accomplished without effort and discussion. Some people may support the liberal or the conservative side politically. While having my own opinion, I believe that an effective discussion acknowledges that one side can never be entirely right or entirely wrong. True strength is often found in letting another take the lead, letting another person dominate an issue or win a discussion where you would prevail takes far more strength. You are using personal strength to empower another. Many would say that I have a skill for mathematics and a love of solving problems. Since I was a small child numbers have always fascinated me. Growing up the love of mathematics evolved. A mathematics affinity is not something we are born with as some believe. Like many worthwhile pursuits it is a skill that requires cultivation and effort; but I have always found the commitment satisfying. I have always been raised believing that each one of us has a gift, a skill. It may not be readily evident but it is there nonetheless. My stepfather, a teacher has always maintained that each person is gifted but some gifts lie waiting to be discovered. Throughout my life I have seen that this was true. Character is often the most visible value; while it may take some effort to determine its depth the lack is painfully evident. Those with character are persons we want to emulate not because of wealth or fame. Their true quality is in the generosity of the time they willingly give to others while expecting nothing in return. There is no camera tracking their movements, no throng of adoring fans simply their outstretched hand lifting someone from the mud and a quiet reassuring voice saying "let me help you." These people work all day or spend hours in class only to hurry home, grab a bite and rush out to lend a hand whenever it is needed in a time of crisis. Thank you for this opportunity to respond to the importance of these values.
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The personal statement is as vital to the application process as the form, transcript, and references. I hope to provide insights into my personality and character. The Florida State University "Virus, Arts, Mores," challenges students to have strength, skill, and character. Though the motto expresses a fine sentiment I thought long and hard about the embodiment of these values in my life. Values should be more than simply a notion or theory, providing the basis for how we live our life. Serving as a mirror to the individual they reflect the character within. I once heard character defined as the things we do when there is no one present to notice. Strength to me is taking a stand for what I believe in against those who disagree; though a point of view may be unpopular that should never be the reason to stop its pursuit. I am tenacious and enjoy a vigorous discussion about issues important to me: nothing great was ever accomplished without effort and discussion. Some people may support the liberal or the conservative side politically. While having my own opinion, I believe that an effective discussion acknowledges that one side can never be entirely right or entirely wrong. True strength is often found in letting another take the lead, letting another person dominate an issue or win a discussion where you would prevail takes far more strength. You are using personal strength to empower another. Many would say that I have a skill for mathematics and a love of solving problems. Since I was a small child numbers have always fascinated me. Growing up the love of mathematics evolved. A mathematics affinity is not something we are born with as some believe. Like many worthwhile pursuits it is a skill that requires cultivation and effort; but I have always found the commitment satisfying. I have always been raised believing that each one of us has a gift, a skill. It may not be readily evident, but it is there nonetheless. My stepfather, a teacher has always maintained that each person is gifted, but some gifts lie waiting to be discovered. Throughout my life I have seen that this was true. Character is often the most visible value; while it may take some effort to determine its depth the lack is painfully evident. Those with character are persons we want to emulate not because of wealth or fame. Their true quality is in the generosity of the time they willingly give to others while expecting nothing in return. There is no camera tracking their movements, no throng of adoring fans simply their outstretched hand lifting someone from the mud and a quiet reassuring voice saying "let me help you." These people work all day or spend hours in class only to hurry home, grab a bite and rush out to lend a hand whenever it is needed in a time of crisis. Thank you for this opportunity to respond to the importance of these values.
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The request to cite a meaningful event is always challenging. Prior to May two thousand and six my response might have been my parents divorce. The early hours of May the seventh that all changed. I was awakened by my mother with word that she was taking my stepfather to the hospital. He was not feeling well and she was concerned, but not worried, they drove to the hospital rather than call "911". A family friend came to stay with me while I tried unsuccessfully to sleep, at five-forty-three the phone rang. My stepfather a strong man of fifty four years of age had suffered a stroke. The right side of his body was unresponsive and the doctors were still assessing him. Mom remained calm as she told me and I felt less frightened when she handed my stepfather the telephone and he reassured me. In the days that followed the doctors gave us the prognosis, with aggressive therapy he might walk in six months using a cane. Keith listened intently and then assured the doctors it would not take that long. Those words would sound like denial coming from anyone but my stepfather. He refused to accept defeat and neither would I. He was promptly transferred to the most aggressive treatment center in our area where treatment began immediately; he had to learn to regain use of his right side. Starting with a walker and then a special cane he moved one agonizing step after another. When others stopped to catch their breath Keith always insisted on doing more. Those first days set the tone for his recovery, when he was given exercises and asked to complete three repetitions I found him doing four. Each day we prepared to visit him, I never treated him as a sick person, he would never want that. We talked about my day, how classes were going, and the normal things of our day to day life. Though a struggle we tried to walk most evenings if only down the hall. Mom and I would often surprise him with a treat, a favorite food or the "Jamocha" shakes he was so fond of. Keith is a school teacher and this was almost a painful for his classes as for Mom and I. One of the teachers brought by an envelope filled with cards, his students and their friends had made them. After I left work one Saturday Mom took me to visit, Keith and I read every card while Mom tried to get some dinner. When I saw his response the idea struck me that he needed work in addition to therapy. Mom called the principal of his school and asked for papers for him to grade, at first she thought we were kidding but I assured her we were not. On the last day of school my stepfather arrived before any of the students and most of the staff. The line of people to see him extended down the hallway to the main office.
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The request to cite a meaningful event is always challenging. Prior to May two thousand and six my response might have been my parents divorce. The early hours of May the seventh that all changed. I was awakened by my mother with word that she was taking my stepfather to the hospital. He was not feeling well, and she was concerned, but not worried, they drove to the hospital rather than call "911". A family friend came to stay with me while I tried unsuccessfully to sleep, at five-forty-three the phone rang. My stepfather a strong man of fifty-four years of age had suffered a stroke. The right side of his body was unresponsive, and the doctors were still assessing him. Mom remained calm as she told me and I felt less frightened when she handed my stepfather the telephone, and he reassured me. In the days that followed the doctors gave us the prognosis, with aggressive therapy he might walk in six months using a cane. Keith listened intently and then assured the doctors it would not take that long. Those words would sound like denial coming from anyone but my stepfather. He refused to accept defeat and neither would I. He was promptly transferred to the most aggressive treatment center in our area where treatment began immediately; he had to learn to regain use of his right side. Starting with a walker and then a special cane he moved one agonizing step after another. When others stopped to catch their breath Keith always insisted on doing more. Those first days set the tone for his recovery, when he was given exercises and asked to complete three repetitions I found him doing four. Each day we prepared to visit him, I never treated him as a sick person, he would never want that. We talked about my day, how classes were going, and the normal things of our day-to-day life. Though a struggle we tried to walk most evenings if only down the hall. Mom and I would often surprise him with a treat, a favorite food or the "Mocha" shakes he was so fond of. Keith is a school teacher and this was almost a painful for his classes as for Mom and me. One of the teachers brought by an envelope filled with cards, his students and their friends had made them. After I left work one Saturday Mom took me to visit, Keith and I read every card while Mom tried to get some dinner. When I saw his response the idea struck me that he needed work in addition to therapy. Mom called the principal of his school and asked for papers for him to grade, at first she thought we were kidding, but I assured her we were not. On the last day of school my stepfather arrived before any of the students and most of the staff. The line of people to see him extended down the hallway to the main office.
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What does it mean to have a skill or craft ? Artes is beauty of intellectual pursuits as exemplified in a skill, craft, or art.For several base reasons Artes I identify with the most. Artes by my definition is reaching a new plateu through the addition of a new skill. Being the age of 18 and a high school senior I have reflected the value of Artes displayed before me and by me. High school has given me a taste of what it will be like to begin to comprehend the "real world" and its daily challenges. Each segment of my student experience has added to my personal portfolio. starting with preschool I learned the rudimentary values of life. After many years came elementary and middle school challenging, yet important years of growth. Then in high school I began to experience intellectual insights on a new level. Each class that I took whether it was English or chemistry allowed my mind to extrapolate the various solutions of problems. When I entered high school my brain could have been categorized as left oriented. With each dilemma I faced an answer would appear, though not always logical. Now after taking various math based courses my mind shifted to the right and began to utilize a logical analytical way of thinking that previously I thought impractical. With time I used math to take my level of reasoning into new directions. In each problem I found a solution worth more than the effort used to obtain it. After this significant exchange I began to view more global aspects of life with a renewed sense of logic. Problems that used to bewilder me, began to line up like the pieces of an intricate puzzle. The complexity of each challenge allowed me to utilize my new array of skills and see the beauty of knowledge. "Knowledge is power" once meant to me absolute power. Now though I infer that knowledge is the pathway to all opportunities and ultimately success. With the completion of high school, I intend to take my knowledge of reason and thought to new heights. In college I plan to learn to see the other sides of a opinion as logical no matter how abstract. After taking various computer based classes my intended major became clearer than ever. The use of computers to manage businesses constitutes my major Management of Information systems. Programming, trouble shooting and research of computers has shown me the analytical side of everyday tasks. After taking computer based classes one can apply a variety of abstract yet effective approaches to daily tasks. After challenges, losses and wins my approach to life is to find the good in each situation through the application of previous experiences.
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What does it mean to have a skill or craft ? Arts is beauty of intellectual pursuits as exemplified in a skill, craft, or art. For several base reasons Arts I identify with the most. Arts by my definition is reaching a new plate through the addition of a new skill. Being the age of 18 and a high school senior I have reflected the value of Arts displayed before me and by me. High school has given me a taste of what it will be like to begin to comprehend the "real world" and its daily challenges. Each segment of my student experience has added to my personal portfolio. Starting with preschool I learned the rudimentary values of life. After many years came elementary and middle school challenging, yet important years of growth. Then in high school I began to experience intellectual insights on a new level. Each class that I took whether it was English or chemistry allowed my mind to extrapolate the various solutions of problems. When I entered high school my brain could have been categorized as left oriented. With each dilemma I faced an answer would appear, though not always logical. Now after taking various math based courses my mind shifted to the right and began to utilize a logical analytical way of thinking that previously I thought impractical. With time, I used math to take my level of reasoning into new directions. In each problem I found a solution worth more than the effort used to obtain it. After this significant exchange I began to view more global aspects of life with a renewed sense of logic. Problems that used to bewilder me, began to line up like the pieces of an intricate puzzle. The complexity of each challenge allowed me to utilize my new array of skills and see the beauty of knowledge. "Knowledge is power" once meant to me absolute power. Now though I infer that knowledge is the pathway to all opportunities and ultimately success. With the completion of high school, I intend to take my knowledge of reason and thought to new heights. In college, I plan to learn to see the other sides of an opinion as logical no matter how abstract. After taking various computer based classes my intended major became clearer than ever. The use of computers to manage businesses constitutes my major Management of Information systems. Programming, troubleshooting and research of computers has shown me the analytical side of everyday tasks. After taking computer based classes one can apply a variety of abstract yet effective approaches to daily tasks. After challenges, losses and wins my approach to life is to find the good in each situation through the application of previous experiences.
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Now, I had been tackled before; it is actually on rare occasions that I stay on my feet for more than half the game - but this time it was different. My right knee was throbbing with a strange sensation. It didn't actually hurt, but it was a very unusual feeling. I attempted to run, and pathetically failed. So, as expected, I enjoyed the rest of the game from the sidelines, with a smile on my face. For all I knew, a bad bruise was my problem, not torn cartilage. I received my MRI results a couple days later, and realized I would need arthroscopic surgery to repair my torn Meniscus, and several weeks to heal my strained tendon. As anticipated, I received my surgery and spent two months in recovery. During those two months, my character began to truly develop. I had realized that my passion for the game continued, despite my current predicament. I was devoted to my recovery, and spent a lot of my free time tending to my knee. Although very bent and out of shape when I returned to the game, I strived to become the player I once was. When least expected, I got tackled - again; this time, a torn ACL and another torn Meniscus were going to delay my full recovery. I spent the next six months recovering from my knee reconstruction surgery. At times, I was a bit discouraged, but I maintained my "mind over matter" mentality and continued to improve. I believe "Vires" applies to me in a mental and physical sense. Knee surgeries may seem strictly physical, but after experiencing two, I grasped the concept that if you can't mentally heal your wounds, your physical strength will never be restored. And it is through strength that I have transformed into a motivated young athlete with desires and dreams. I am now capable to truly call myself a leader; to be a prime example of dedication. I am capable of symbolizing the hope and faith someone needs during a time of crisis, because I overcame an enduring misfortune and have acquired undeniable strength. In spite of my knee surgeries, I remain unshaken, only knowing that they were in fact a test of my capability to succeed - and never falter.
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Now, I had been tackled before; it is actually on rare occasions that I stay on my feet for more than half the game - but this time it was different. My right knee was throbbing with a strange sensation. It didn't actually hurt, but it was a very unusual feeling. I attempted to run, and pathetically failed. So, as expected, I enjoyed the rest of the game from the sidelines, with a smile on my face. For all I knew, a bad bruise was my problem, not torn cartilage. I received my MRI results a couple of days later, and realized I would need arthroscopic surgery to repair my torn Meniscus, and several weeks to heal my strained tendon. As anticipated, I received my surgery and spent two months in recovery. During those two months, my character began to truly develop. I had realized that my passion for the game continued, despite my current predicament. I was devoted to my recovery, and spent a lot of my free time tending to my knee. Although very bent and out of shape when I returned to the game, I strived to become the player I once was. When least expected, I got tackled - again; this time, a torn ACL and another torn Meniscus were going to delay my full recovery. I spent the next six months recovering from my knee reconstruction surgery. At times, I was a bit discouraged, but I maintained my "mind over matter" mentality and continued to improve. I believe "Virus" applies to me in a mental and physical sense. Knee surgeries may seem strictly physical, but after experiencing two, I grasped the concept that if you can't mentally heal your wounds, your physical strength will never be restored. And it is through strength that I have transformed into a motivated young athlete with desires and dreams. I am now capable to truly call myself a leader; to be a prime example of dedication. I am capable of symbolizing the hope and faith someone needs during a time of crisis, because I overcame an enduring misfortune and have acquired undeniable strength. In spite of my knee surgeries, I remain unshaken, only knowing that they were in fact a test of my capability to succeed - and never falter.
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I stood by the front door, the cool autumn breeze attempting to ease my frazzled nerves. Countless pessimistic thoughts raced through my mind as I tried to fathom where I was and what I was doing there. It was my first day volunteering at the nursing home. I regret hesitating to take this opportunity for it helped me develop as a person tremendously. By simple pushing wheelchairs and distributing blankets I encountered exceptional people who gave remarkable advice on living life and setting goals for yourself. I am vastly different from the person who stood outside a door, too afraid to approach a new experience. Volunteering at the nursing home has become more than just a routine, but something that I greatly enjoy doing. Other than grammar, anything that would help it flow better would be awesome too ^^ Maybe a rating out of 10 too? xD I'm so nervous for this application process ):
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I stood by the front door, the cool autumn breeze attempting to ease my frazzled nerves. Countless pessimistic thoughts raced through my mind as I tried to fathom where I was and what I was doing there. It was my first day volunteering at the nursing home. I regret hesitating to take this opportunity for it helped me develop as a person tremendously. By simple pushing wheelchairs and distributing blankets I encountered exceptional people who gave remarkable advice on living life and setting goals for yourself. I am vastly different from the person who stood outside a door, too afraid to approach a new experience. Volunteering at the nursing home has become more than just a routine, but something that I greatly enjoy doing. Other than grammar, anything that would help it flow better would be awesome too ^^ Maybe a rating out of 10 too? XD I'm so nervous for this application process):
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I have always been a firm believer that people control their own future. After closely examining everything that UCF has to offer, and at the risk of sounding cheesy, I decided that I genuinely wanted UCF to be apart of my future. During the countless hours of researching colleges to apply to, I disregarded many of them because the logical side of me knew that I had a less than spectacular chance of getting in. While reviewing the freshman academic profile, I was convinced that UCF was going to be one of those schools. Despite this, I continued to look into UCF and was more and more impressed with everything I saw. Because of this, I was persuaded to take a chance and apply. The qualities that first attracted me to UCF were the excellent undergraduate research opportunities, the diversity in the student body, and a gorgeous campus in one of the greatest cities in the world. But the factor that made the biggest impression on me was talking to UCF students. I have several friends that attend UCF, and no matter how many I questioned, they all had nothing but positive things to say about the school. From an outstanding campus life, to dedicated and involved faculty members, everyone I talked to said relatively the same thing: They couldn't imagine going anywhere besides UCF. I have never experienced students that have such an intense pride in their school, and a pride that goes far beyond their sports teams. I truly feel that UCF is a place where students can advance both personally and academically, thrive as both a student and a person, and expand their abilities in all aspects of their life.
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I have always been a firm believer that people control their own future. After closely examining everything that UCF has to offer, and at the risk of sounding cheesy, I decided that I genuinely wanted UCF to be a part of my future. During the countless hours of researching colleges to apply to, I disregarded many of them because the logical side of me knew that I had a less than spectacular chance of getting in. While reviewing the freshman academic profile, I was convinced that UCF was going to be one of those schools. Despite this, I continued to look into UCF and was more and more impressed with everything I saw. Because of this, I was persuaded to take a chance and apply. The qualities that first attracted me to UCF were the excellent undergraduate research opportunities, the diversity in the student body, and a gorgeous campus in one of the greatest cities in the world. But the factor that made the biggest impression on me was talking to UCF students. I have several friends that attend UCF, and no matter how many I questioned, they all had nothing but positive things to say about the school. From an outstanding campus life, to dedicated and involved faculty members, everyone I talked to said relatively the same thing: They couldn't imagine going anywhere besides UCF. I have never experienced students that have such an intense pride in their school, and a pride that goes far beyond their sports teams. I truly feel that UCF is a place where students can advance both personally and academically, thrive as both a student and a person, and expand their abilities in all aspects of their life.
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Here is the essay and topic: Growing up in a family where education is fundamental and the absence of a collegiate degree is blasphemous, several values underlie my being and my approach to life. This lifetime of experience has shaped the way I speak, present myself, and the way I think. My father was raised in an economically stricken home with five brothers and sisters; all who managed to not only complete high school, but also go on to college. His was a hardworking Jewish family from the Bronx who took pride in what they did. My father passed this on to me. On my mother's side, my grandfather was an orphan who grew up in Harlem. He managed to provide for his family through endless hours of trucking and he has also granted me life lessons ; the ability to push past a struggle, to find fairness and justice in an inequitable world, and to become a stronger person for myself and those around me. My family's stress of education and hard work has wrought changes onto me that most other students do not have. While other students take classes to bolster their college resumes, I chose classes the fit my interest. I was concerned with learning rather than trying to make colleges salivate at my course work. I took subjects that I wanted to learn about; AP psychology, AP art history, two years of computer programming, and debate to name a few. These interests have helped me become more well rounded along with my more straightforward AP classes in math, English, and social studies. My interest of religion also spurred to join both the Christian and Jewish organizations at my school so I could have a wider and more cultural viewpoint. My school has been a haven in this respect, I try to take advantage of all things it has to offer. I was on the varsity basketball team my sophomore and junior years (after having to bow out my freshmen and senior years due to injury), a member of Students for a Democratic Society, and worked for the Broward County School Board as a shot clock operator for sporting events. These extracurricular activities never got in the way of schoolwork for me, as this was the most important thing. I managed to receive exceptional grades in all of my classes and Advanced Placements tests, including a 5 in Psychology and also in Probability and Statistics. I received a 1340 on my first attempt at the SAT and I hope and readily believe I can improve on my second attempt greatly. My work ethic may be the reason for my success as a student, but the other values passed on to me by family will affect my experience at UF. This school seems destined for me with it's incredible school spirit, Law program, world renowned teaching staff, and community. Thanks in advance for the help
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Here is the essay and topic: Growing up in a family where education is fundamental and the absence of a collegiate degree is blasphemous, several values underlie my being and my approach to life. This lifetime of experience has shaped the way I speak, present myself, and the way I think. My father was raised in an economically stricken home with five brothers and sisters; all who managed to not only complete high school, but also go on to college. His was a hardworking Jewish family from the Bronx who took pride in what they did. My father passed this on to me. On my mother's side, my grandfather was an orphan who grew up in Harlem. He managed to provide for his family through endless hours of trucking, and he has also granted me life lessons ; the ability to push past a struggle, to find fairness and justice in an inequitable world, and to become a stronger person for myself and those around me. My family's stress of education and hard work has wrought changes onto me that most other students do not have. While other students take classes to bolster their college resumes, I chose classes the fit my interest. I was concerned with learning rather than trying to make colleges salivate at my course work. I took subjects that I wanted to learn about; AP psychology, AP art history, two years of computer programming, and debate to name a few. These interests have helped me become more well-rounded along with my more straightforward AP classes in math, English, and social studies. My interest of religion also spurred to join both the Christian and Jewish organizations at my school, so I could have a wider and more cultural viewpoint. My school has been a haven in this respect, I try to take advantage of all things it has to offer. I was on the varsity basketball team my sophomore and junior years (after having to bow out my freshmen and senior years due to injury), a member of Students for a Democratic Society, and worked for the Broward County School Board as a shot clock operator for sporting events. These extracurricular activities never got in the way of schoolwork for me, as this was the most important thing. I managed to receive exceptional grades in all of my classes and Advanced Placements tests, including a 5 in Psychology and also in Probability and Statistics. I received a 1340 on my first attempt at the SAT and I hope and readily believe I can improve on my second attempt greatly. My work ethic may be the reason for my success as a student, but the other values passed on to me by family will affect my experience at OF. This school seems destined for me with its incredible school spirit, Law program, world renowned teaching staff, and community. Thanks in advance for the help
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Every year thousands of students arrive at the same question, "Where do I want to attend college?" It is a question that haunts all students during their senior year. Fortunately, I have never been worried over this important decision. I have known the answer ever since I visited the campus of UCF. My best friend is a current student at UCF, and I was fortunate enough to be able to stay a weekend with him on campus. During my stay, I was introduced to many students; I soon realized that UCF students were different than the students at other universities I had visited. All of them took great pride in their college, whether it was the academics or athletics. Everyone was proud to be a Golden Knight. The division 1 athletics and large array of intramural sports clubs also entice me to become a fellow Knight. I want to share the pride that I experienced during my visit and wear the black and gold. I would take great pride in cheering on the Knights to victory as I attend as many home games as my academic schedule allows. I lead an athletic lifestyle and love to play many different sports, particularly tennis. I feel confident that UCF has the resources to help me pursue my athletics and academic goals. My visit to UCF cast away any doubts I had on which college to attend. UCF sets the foundation for its students to be successful in any career they pursue. Located within Orlando, UCF has business connections and internships that no other school can offer to its students. UCF students excel in all vocations, and the relationships I will form as a student will be priceless. The business opportunities to launch a successful career and the future relations which are needed to maintain it are all available to a UCF student. I know I have made the right choice to spend the next four years at UCF. Any help would be greatly appreciated! Thanks
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Every year thousands of students arrive at the same question, "Where do I want to attend college?" It is a question that haunts all students during their senior year. Fortunately, I have never been worried over this important decision. I have known the answer ever since I visited the campus of UCF. My best friend is a current student at UCF, and I was fortunate enough to be able to stay a weekend with him on campus. During my stay, I was introduced to many students; I soon realized that UCF students were different from the students at other universities I had visited. All of them took great pride in their college, whether it was the academics or athletics. Everyone was proud to be a Golden Knight. The division 1 athletics and large array of intramural sports clubs also entice me to become a fellow Knight. I want to share the pride that I experienced during my visit and wear the black and gold. I would take great pride in cheering on the Knights to victory as I attend as many home games as my academic schedule allows. Furthermore, I lead an athletic lifestyle and love to play many sports, particularly tennis. Furthermore, I feel confident that UCF has the resources to help me pursue my athletics and academic goals. My visit to UCF cast away any doubts I had on which college to attend. UCF sets the foundation for its students to be successful in any career they pursue. Located within Orlando, UCF has business connections and internships that no other school can offer to its students. UCF students excel in all vocations, and the relationships I will form as a student will be priceless. The business opportunities to launch a successful career and the future relations which are needed to maintain it are all available to a UCF student. I know I have made the right choice to spend the next four years at UCF. Any help would be greatly appreciated! Thanks
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I sometimes wonder if our lives are to be shaped by our problems and challenges, more importantly our failures. What if we realize our mistakes and wish to move on and just make things right. Everyday I wish for such an opportunity. I have spent the past three years trying to get ahead, get things in proper perspective and make my parents proud and also feel good about myself. I always wanted the good stuff but I never knew how to get it and now I'm here, it's within my reach but I just can't grasp it. My friends are where I want to be. Most times I feel left alone, down and beaten; but with my last breath I am still trying to reach for it; reach for that dream with everything I have because it's worth it. I feel like I merely exist without it. I'm tired of people saying that I'm not good enough. I feel even worse when they use that to judge the potential success of my little sister- whom I think the world of. It makes me mad at me. I know I can be much more; there comes a time when you just get tired of being in the dirt. I just need that opening to prove myself. Everyday, on my way to school, I come in contact with a lot of people who are dealing with a lot of issues. Most of them seem to have lost their faith in people; and I do not blame them for it, but on very rare occasions, I get to see a different side of some of these people. The person they might have been if they hadn't stop believing in themselves and in others; and it is beautiful. I wish they knew that their choices were never exhausted. We just need a little glimpse of hope. I wish I could give them something to believe in. I don't know, but if I can't, at least let me be fulfilled with my own life, let me help someone or at least show that I can be someone and the philosophy of being who you want to be actually works and it's not just something I see on television. Some one once told me that I should settle for less, otherwise this system will frustrate me and I'll end up being mad at everyone. These statements hurt me but I was supposed to smile in their faces because they were my counselors. I want my life to mean something; not just to me, but anyone who comes in contact with me. I still have so much I need to learn and I'm not even sure where my life is headed but you have helped so many people find some sense of who they are because you believed in them. All I ask is for you to believe in me and I promise you from there we will make a head way. I have been privileged to be in a position where by Gods grace, I was able to significantly help my friend achieve her goal and I know what it is like to watch someone figure out things for himselfherself and I know how it feels to be part of someone else's defining moment. It is a really great and inexpressible feeling. I sincerely just wish someone will see me, not for who I am, but for who I could be. My essays, SAT scores, recommendations, will tell you nothing about what burns within me. But I can show you that, because it is what makes me run faster than I have ever run, reach farther than I have ever reached and dream deeper and bigger than the imaginations of men. Thank you
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I sometimes wonder if our lives are to be shaped by our problems and challenges, more importantly our failures. What if we realize our mistakes and wish to move on and just make things right. Every day, I wish for such an opportunity. I have spent the past three years trying to get ahead, get things in proper perspective and make my parents proud and also feel good about myself. I always wanted the good stuff, but I never knew how to get it, and now I'm here, it's within my reach, but I just can't grasp it. My friends are where I want to be. Most times I feel left alone, down and beaten; but with my last breath I am still trying to reach for it; reach for that dream with everything I have because it's worth it. I feel like I merely exist without it. I'm tired of people saying that I'm not good enough. Furthermore, I feel even worse when they use that to judge the potential success of my little sister-whom I think the world of. It makes me mad at me. I know I can be much more; there comes a time when you just get tired of being in the dirt. I just need that opening to prove myself. Every day, on my way to school, I come in contact with a lot of people who are dealing with a lot of issues. Most of them seem to have lost their faith in people; and I do not blame them for it, but on very rare occasions, I get to see a different side of some of these people. The person they might have been if they hadn't stop believing in themselves and in others; and it is beautiful. I wish they knew that their choices were never exhausted. We just need a little glimpse of hope. I wish I could give them something to believe in. I don't know, but if I can't, at least let me be fulfilled with my own life, let me help someone or at least show that I can be someone and the philosophy of being who you want to be actually works, and it's not just something I see on television. Someone once told me that I should settle for less, otherwise this system will frustrate me, and I'll end up being mad at everyone. These statements hurt me, but I was supposed to smile in their faces because they were my counselors. I want my life to mean something; not just to me, but anyone who comes in contact with me. I still have so much I need to learn, and I'm not even sure where my life is headed, but you have helped, so many people find some sense of who they are because you believed in them. All I ask is for you to believe in me and I promise you from there we will make a head way. I have been privileged to be in a position whereby Gods grace, I was able to significantly help my friend achieve her goal and I know what it is like to watch someone figures out things for himself herself and I know how it feels to be part of someone else's defining moment. It is a really great and inexpressible feeling. I sincerely just wish someone will see me, not for who I am, but for whom I could be. My essays, SAT scores, recommendations, will tell you nothing about what burns within me. But I can show you that, because it is what makes me run faster than I have ever run, reach farther than I have ever reached and dream deeper and bigger than the imaginations of men. Thank you
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Vires means strength of all kinds - moral, physical, and intellectual. And those characteristics are important to me because they make me who I am. I have physical and moral strength in the fact that I'm an incredibly hard worker and I constantly try my best to attain my goals. From the time when I was in eighth grade I have had a summer job, and since my sophomore year I have had a job that I worked throughout the school year, which taught me to become a more morally and physically strong person. Working as a caddy really made me become a more physically and morally strong person, because it was such tough work, everyday of the summer I would wake up at 6:30 in the morning, and then ride my bike to the country club that I worked at and carry a 50 pound bag on my shoulder for five hours well still being extremely polite and attentive. It also made me more morally strong, because even though I wanted to sleep in every morning, I would still get up and go to work, because I knew I made a commitment, and I never brake commitments. Another value in the word Vires that is important to me is intellectual strength. My grades show that I have intellectual abilities, but being intelligent isn't just shown in grades. I believe I am an intellectually strong person, because of the fact that I grew out of all of my learning disabilities. Throughout my whole life I have always had to be in classes for kids with learning disabilities because I have ADHD. At my high school the class for kids with learning disabilities was called Comp Skills. I had to go to Comp Skills everyday to do my homework and to study with a small group of people instead of having a free period. But then last year I found out that I was done with the class because I had achieved all my learning goals set for me in high school a year and a half early. I was told that it is very rare for someone to achieve all their learning goals in high school. And I did it a year and a half early, which proves I can overcome any goals set for me and I am intellectually strong. The word Vires is essential in my everyday life, and therefore important to me. I am physically, morally, and intellectually strong and ready for the challenges that await for me at Florida State University.
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Virus means strength of all kinds - moral, physical, and intellectual. And those characteristics are important to me because they make me who I am. I have physical and moral strength in the fact that I'm an incredibly hard worker and I constantly try my best to attain my goals. From the time when I was in eighth grade I have had a summer job, and since my sophomore year I have had a job that I worked throughout the school year, which taught me to become a more morally and physically strong person. Working as a caddy really made me become a more physically and morally strong person, because it was such tough work, every day of the summer I would wake up at 6:30 in the morning, and then ride my bike to the country club that I worked at and carry a 50 pound bag on my shoulder for five hours well still being extremely polite and attentive. It also made me more morally strong, because even though I wanted to sleep in every morning, I would still get up and go to work, because I knew I made a commitment, and I never brake commitments. Another value in the word Virus that is important to me is intellectual strength. My grades show that I have intellectual abilities, but being intelligent isn't just shown in grades. I believe I am an intellectually strong person, because I grew out of all of my learning disabilities. Throughout my whole life I have always had to be in classes for kids with learning disabilities because I have ADHD. At my high school the class for kids with learning disabilities was called Comp Skills. I had to go to Comp Skills every day to do my homework and to study with a small group of people instead of having a free period. But then last year I found out that I was done with the class because I had achieved all my learning goals set for me in high school a year and a half early. I was told that it is very rare for someone to achieve all their learning goals in high school. And I did it a year and a half early, which proves I can overcome any goals set for me, and I am intellectually strong. The word Virus is essential in my everyday life, and therefore important to me. I am physically, morally, and intellectually strong and ready for the challenges that await for me at Florida State University.
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Many people have told me I will not be able to do it, but like Michael Jordan once said "I can accept failure, but I can't accept not trying." These values embodied in Vires will make me a grand addition to the Florida State University campus. My honed skills of these values for doing the right thing and making the right decisions, my determination to study more if I do not understand a lesson, and my commitment to training to perfect my skills."
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Many people have told me I will not be able to do it, but like Michael Jordan once said "I can accept failure, but I can't accept not trying." These values embodied in Virus will make me a grand addition to the Florida State University campus. My honed skills of these values for doing the right thing and making the right decisions, my determination to study more if I do not understand a lesson, and my commitment to training to perfect my skills."
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If there's anything I regret in life it's the first two years of high school. I had no plans, no motivation, no passion, and not the slightest inclination to do well in school. But in the summer of 2007 I went to Cuba. Though it wasn't my first time there I knew I saw things differently then when I was four or eight. I was aware of the poverty, aware of the lack of food, I listened to the men complain about making un peso a day working in the fields, I saw my cousin walk to school in the hot sun, I lived for three weeks cramped in my grandmothers house and I felt ungrateful. So you can say it was the big epiphany of my life. That summer I realized how unappreciative I was of everything I had back home. I had the tools and capability to do anything and I was letting it all rot there untouched. In Cuba I realized a handful of things I didn't like about myself and I wanted to change it[that, them?]. So I did. I raised my GPA from a 2.2 to a 2.7, was extensively involved in a club, and cared about every little assignment because by that point every grade mattered. I was knee-deep in work. Sometimes it felt like I was playing catch up against someone who had years of experience in the game. It's a little frustrating when you look at the person next to you who's slacking off because, academically, their grades can afford it. But it's funny what motivates us; A friend, our family, the lives of others, the fear of not succeeding. I knew what I wanted and I was scared of disappointing myself. So I worked harder then I had ever worked before. I'm going to put this bluntly because that's the only way I can say it: it sucks when you don't know if all the hard work and effort you put into something is meaningless because of the mistakes you've made beforehand. But I'm glad I went to Cuba and even though I wish I had that epiphany earlier and even though I wish I had done better those first two years, one definite and solid thing I've learned from my trip is that you've got to work with what you have even if you don't have much. If I get accepted into UF I know I won't slack off then or at any other point in my life because I want the best for myself and I know I can do better then community college or having to live on a pay-check to pay-check salary for the rest of my life. I know I have more potential then that.
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If there's anything I regret in life it's the first two years of high school. I had no plans, no motivation, no passion, and not the slightest inclination to do well in school. But in the summer of 2007 I went to Cuba. Though it wasn't my first time there I knew I saw things differently then when I was four or eight. I was aware of the poverty, aware of the lack of food, I listened to the men complain about making un peso a day working in the fields, I saw my cousin walk to school in the hot sun, I lived for three weeks cramped in my grandmothers house and I felt ungrateful. So you can say it was the big epiphany of my life. That summer I realized how unappreciative I was of everything I had back home. I had the tools and capability to do anything, and I was letting it all rot there untouched. In Cuba, I realized a handful of things I didn't like about myself and I wanted to change it[that, them?]. So I did. I raised my GPA from a 2.2 to a 2.7, was extensively involved in a club, and cared about every little assignment because by that point every grade mattered. I was knee-deep in work. Sometimes it felt like I was playing catch up against someone who had years of experience in the game. It's a little frustrating when you look at the person next to you who's slacking off because, academically, their grades can afford it. But it's funny what motivates us; A friend, our family, the lives of others, the fear of not succeeding. I knew what I wanted, and I was scared of disappointing myself. So I worked harder than I had ever worked before. I'm going to put this bluntly because that's the only way I can say it: it sucks when you don't know if all the hard work and effort you put into something is meaningless because of the mistakes you've made beforehand. But I'm glad I went to Cuba and even though I wish I had that epiphany earlier and even though I wish I had done better those first two years, one definite and solid thing I've learned from my trip is that you've got to work with what you have even if you don't have much. If I get accepted into OF I know I won't slack off then or at any other point in my life because I want the best for myself and I know I can do better than community college or having to live on a pay-check to pay-check salary for the rest of my life. I know I have more potential than that.
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I looked at them with the blood running down my chin; "I might need a bandage," I told them. In a blink of an eye, they stood up and ran to me with disbelief. Next thing I know I'm on a motorbike going faster than the speed of light to the hospital. I will never forget that day. My parent's main concern, during that moment in time, was my well being and even today their main concern is still-and always will be-my well being. My parents have stuck though it all with me, from the thick through the thin. Through this adventurous journey of mine, the biggest influence they have on me is their selfless manner: their ability to put my brother and me before anything and everything. About four years ago, my father decided to go back to college at the University of Georgia to do his residency in Pathology- a process that would take four year. In my mind, I thought, "Why would he do that? Why would he sacrifice his family to leave and do something work related, he already had his PHD, was it not enough for him?" This left me infuriated at him for the longest time. I always thought of him as being selfish for abandoning us. It was only recently I realized that he only left to provide us with more. I had been the selfish one for thinking about my happiness. I had gotten trapped in wanting my father back so much that I couldn't see the bigger picture: the picture a happier family. These past four years haven't exactly been a walk in the park. Out of all my family, the stress overwhelms my mother the most. She is under so much pressure that is has come to the point of crating a health risk. Although filled with all of this pressure, she hasn't forgotten what she sacrificing for: her children. She has become a single parent who has had to play the role of mom and dad. If you were ever to walk into my house you would see my mother always working, never at rest. She has done everything to make ends meet, from working on the weekends to cooking a home cooked meal every day. She has virtually done everything she can do to make sure her my brother and I are happy. Although I haven't made it easy for her, if there was anything I could change in life I would prevent myself from causing her any unnecessary stress. The most impressive thing is, no matter how stressed and overwhelmed she feels, she always finds a way to put a smile on her face
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I looked at them with the blood running down my chin; "I might need a bandage," I told them. In a blink of an eye, they stood up and ran to me with disbelief. Next thing I know I'm on a motorbike going faster than the speed of light to the hospital. I will never forget that day. My parent's main concern, during that moment in time, was my well-being and even today their main concern is still-and always will be-my well-being. My parents have stuck though it all with me, from the thick through the thin. Through this adventurous journey of mine, the biggest influence they have on me is their selfless manner: their ability to put my brother and me before anything and everything. About four years ago, my father decided to go back to college at the University of Georgia to do his residency in Pathology- a process that would take four year. In my mind, I thought, "Why would he do that? Why would he sacrifice his family to leave and do something work related, he already had his PhD, was it not enough for him?" This left me infuriated at him for the longest time. I always thought of him as being selfish for abandoning us. It was only recently I realized that he only left to provide us with more. I had been the selfish one for thinking about my happiness. I had gotten trapped in wanting my father back so much that I couldn't see the bigger picture: the picture a happier family. These past four years haven't exactly been a walk in the park. Out of all my family, the stress overwhelms my mother the most. She is under so much pressure that is has come to the point of crating a health risk. Although filled with all of this pressure, she hasn't forgotten what she's sacrificing for: her children. She has become a single parent who has had to play the role of mom and dad. If you were ever to walk into my house you would see my mother always working, never at rest. She has done everything to make ends meet, from working on the weekends to cooking a home cooked meal every day. She has virtually done everything she can do to make sure her my brother and I are happy. Although I haven't made it easy for her, if there was anything I could change in life I would prevent myself from causing her any unnecessary stress. The most impressive thing is, no matter how stressed and overwhelmed she feels, she always finds a way to put a smile on her face
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At a very early age, I exhibited reasoning, mechanical, and verbal powers-----skills I would later apply to several endeavors. For instance, I was able to use special observations and mechanical strengths to dismantle the remote control at nine months of age. This was evidence of my reasoning powers---I had never even seen my parents change a battery. Later, I would use these same reasoning powers in the field of mathematics and sciences. Similarly, my verbal faculties were very highly developed----enough to interpret the role of "teacher" in my elementary school's annual "kindergarten graduation." In the years that followed, I turned my talent for verbal interpretation to oration, then writing short stories and poems. Thus, I discovered the art of words. My mechanical and reasoning talents seemed dormant until high school, where I was thrust into the world of numbers with a vengeance. Forced to apply the logical side of my brain, I soon discovered that with a bit of practice, geometry was not as difficult. Soon, I started to see the sense behind the proofs and a logical pattern behind the algebra. I saw clarity in Descartes' rule of sign, sense in chemical titrations, and pulchritude in a solution to a twenty-step proof. Thus, I discovered the art of problem solving. My discovery of these arts, though inspiring and beautiful, could not match the desire I felt for an escape. Therefore, I was introduced to music, dance, theatre, and the visual arts at age six, and continue to value all of them today. The traditional arts may be some of the hardest to engage in, because the artist is using more than one faculty of his or her brain. Great art---of any kind----always requires skill, cleverness, and creativity on some level. It cannot come naturally, as the other art forms may to some. One must put in more blood, sweat, and tears, for less pay, to produce an oeuvre. Despite the thankless duties of a traditional artist, however, the rewards always outweigh the hardships. At a glance, my pursuits may seem to be totally dissimilar. Yet, the artist sees that all require the use of special skills at the proper times. I consider everything I do in life as an art, for all of it requires ingenuity. Therefore, my life exemplifies "artes" in all I do, and will continue to do so as a Florida State Seminole.
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At a very early age, I exhibited reasoning, mechanical, and verbal powers-----skills I would later apply to several endeavors. For instance, I was able to use special observations and mechanical strengths to dismantle the remote control at nine months of age. This was evidence of my reasoning powers---I had never even seen my parents change a battery. Later, I would use these same reasoning powers in the field of mathematics and sciences. Similarly, my verbal faculties were very highly developed----enough to interpret the role of "teacher" in my elementary school's annual "kindergarten graduation." In the years that followed, I turned my talent for verbal interpretation to oration, then writing short stories and poems. Thus, I discovered the art of words. My mechanical and reasoning talents seemed dormant until high school, where I was thrust into the world of numbers with a vengeance. Forced to apply the logical side of my brain, I soon discovered that with a bit of practice, geometry was not as difficult. Soon, I started to see the sense behind the proofs and a logical pattern behind the algebra. I saw clarity in Descartes' rule of sign, sense in chemical titrations, and pulchritude in a solution to a twenty-step proof. Thus, I discovered the art of problem-solving. My discovery of these arts, though inspiring and beautiful, could not match the desire I felt for an escape. Therefore, I was introduced to music, dance, theater, and the visual arts at age six, and continue to value all of them today. The traditional arts may be some of the hardest to engage in, because the artist is using more than one faculty of his or her brain. Great art---of any kind----always requires skill, cleverness, and creativity on some level. It cannot come naturally, as the other art forms may to some. One must put in more blood, sweat, and tears, for less pay, to produce an oeuvre. Despite the thankless duties of a traditional artist, however, the rewards always outweigh the hardships. At a glance, my pursuits may seem to be totally dissimilar. Yet, the artist sees that all require the use of special skills at the proper times. I consider everything I do in life as an art, for all of it requires ingenuity. Therefore, my life exemplifies "arts" in all I do, and will continue to do so as a Florida State Seminole.
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The diamond is the hardest gemstone which has meaning of innocence and constancy. It might be one of most favorite gemstone for wedding and proposal. Most people in the world would have constancy love toward someone. And I have someone very special to give a present of diamond band which is made by me. I am a typical Asian American who understands American and Asian's culture. I was just immigrant to USA when I was just in 7th grade. First time ever I just arrived in America, American students were called me "FOB." Well I did not know what that mean was, but since I am getting order, I just recognized that is making cynical of person who was an immigrant. It was disgracing whenever I heard that word. However I could get a confident in myself from the reality that I was FOB. And there was a most significant person who was helping me to adapt western culture and my language. And she was pursuing me to have interest in Jewelry Art. Mrs. Lisa was a typical American who was an immigrant from France in 1956. She was lived right next to my house. And she was an also typical American old woman who is living at home alone indeed. Because she may lonely she used invite me to a dinner and I was enjoyed having dinner with her. First year in US school, it was extremely stressful to me, I could not understand a language and did not understand a manner or culture in America. I was FOB. And I had small chance to making a new friend by lacking of English. Mrs. Lisa was my favorite and best friend when I was a teenager. She understood that I was new immigrant as well as she used be in her past. And I could learn speaking English and western culture through her. I became communicable with my peers without any complication. I always have appreciation that Mrs. Lisa's support in adapting western culture. She has afforded me to have a confident that I am an immigrant by saying, she was also an immigrant and the America was made by an immigrant. I was so proud of being an immigrant in USA. Whenever I had a dinner with Mrs. Lisa, our favorite issue for conversation was about Jewelry and gemstone. She and I used to watch home shopping TV section and had a dream about having a really shiny fine accessory. She had plenty of knowledge about gemstone and symbols of each stone. And her knowledge had influenced me to have great interest in jewelry. Whenever I saw jewelries in any where, I began to have imagination of designing jewelry. And that experiment led me to have interest in jewelry art and have a strong desire to give a present of Diamond band which is made by me to Mrs. Lisa. How it would be wonderful if I design the jewelry and pleasuring people who owns that jewelry. I believe it is more pleasure to deigning jewelry rather than just owning the jewelry. And I will attain that pleasure by taking classes in California College of Arts.
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The diamond is the hardest gemstone which has meaning of innocence and constancy. It might be one of most favorite gemstone for wedding and proposal. Most people in the world would have constancy love toward someone. And I have someone very special to give a present of diamond band which is made by me. I am a typical Asian American who understands American and Asian's culture. I was just immigrant to the USA when I was just in 7th grade. First time ever I just arrived in America, American students were called me "FOB." Well I did not know what that mean was, but since I am getting order, I just recognized that is making cynical of person who was an immigrant. It was disgracing whenever I heard that word. However, I could get a confident in myself from the reality that I was FOB. And there was a most significant person who was helping me to adapt western culture and my language. And she was pursuing me to have interest in Jewelry Art. Mrs. Lisa was a typical American who was an immigrant from France in 1956. She was lived right next to my house. And she was an also typical American old woman who is living at home alone indeed. Because she may be lonely she used invite me to dinner, and I was enjoyed having dinner with her. First year in US school, it was extremely stressful to me, I could not understand a language and did not understand a manner or culture in America. I was FOB. And I had small chance to making a new friend by lacking of English. Mrs. Lisa was my favorite and best friend when I was a teenager. She understood that I was a new immigrant as well as she used be in her past. And I could learn speaking English and western culture through her. I became communicable with my peers without any complication. I always have appreciation that Mrs. Lisa's support in adapting western culture. She has afforded me to have a confident that I am an immigrant by saying, she was also an immigrant and the America was made by an immigrant. I was so proud of being an immigrant in the USA. Whenever I had dinner with Mrs. Lisa, our favorite issue for conversation was about Jewelry and gemstone. She and I used to watch home shopping TV section and had a dream about having a really shiny fine accessory. She had plenty of knowledge about gemstone and symbols of each stone. And her knowledge had influenced me to have great interest in jewelry. Whenever I saw jewelries in anywhere, I began to have imagination of designing jewelry. And that experiment led me to have interest in jewelry art and have a strong desire to give a present of Diamond band which is made by me to Mrs. Lisa. How it would be wonderful if I design the jewelry and pleasuring people who own that jewelry. I believe it is more pleasure to deigning jewelry rather than just owning the jewelry. And I will attain that pleasure by taking classes in California College of Arts.
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also i gave it a title called a painful truth but idk if i should put a title on there becuase it is an essay and not a story? Prompt: Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you.A Painful Truth All my life my parents have told me to appreciate how lucky I am to live in this country. They would always tell me that the things I do and the way we live can only be done in this country and people could only wish to live the way we live. I used to just laugh it off and say that everyone is this lucky and we are just like every other country. My parents would also tell me numerous stories of their life in India and the problems that the people there had, but I thought they were making it up and embellishing their story to make me appreciate my situation. I never really thought much of all this until I truly experienced how fortunate I am. I was born in America, but my parents have taken me to India every 4 years. When I was younger, I loved going there; however, as the years passed, it became less of an enjoyable trip, in part because I found very few activities interest me. Then, at the age of sixteen, my eyes were opened to a painful truth by an unforgettable experience. The trip began just like any other with visiting family, eating ethnic food, and sightseeing. I was actually enjoying myself because of all the wonderful food and tastes that were not available back home. After a couple weeks, my parents decided to visit a more rural village to show me another side of India that I had never seen before. The people I met, and the experiences I had will always remain with me from the day I traveled to the tiny village in India. When we first drove into the village, I noticed little children anywhere from infancy to six years old running around with no clothes. Their bodies, covered in dirt, made it seem as though they had not showered in weeks. Clean water was something hard to come by and I saw children drinking water out of puddles. This was disturbing since I had been warned every visit to not drink tap water much less muddy puddles. The moment the children saw our car pulling up it was as if they had been trained to rush at any foreigner and begin to beg for money. I rolled my window down and handed the first kid a dollar and then ten more came running at our car. My parents yelled at me to put the window up and I quickly obliged. When we stepped out of our car, they swarmed around us like bees around their nest begging us to give them money. I pictured all the clothes sitting in my closet that I never wore or just threw away. I thought of the water I wasted every day by taking a thirty-minute shower or just leaving the water running while brushing my teeth. These kids would do anything for even the most simple of necessities yet we waste things as if they mean nothing to anyone in the world. My mom always took our old clothes to give to those who needed them and I would tell her that no one would want to wear those old clothes. When we returned home, the memory I had from the village never left my mind and I decided to pack all my clothes that I did not wear or did not fit me and send them to India. I started taking shorter showers, wasting less food, and thinking about everything that I could do to help those kids in India and soon I came up with a plan to help them out. It began with small things like, saving clothes, using less water, and trying to see what I could do from here to help them out. With the help of my uncle, I started a fund that would send money to India each month to sponsor a child by giving them clean water, clothes, schooling, and food to eat. At first just my parents and close family supported me, but after a few months word spread and we were sending almost five hundred dollars a month to India. All I could think about was how far that money would go and how much more it would mean to them than it does to us. Right now, we have ten families each of which sends fifty dollars a month to help the children in India. Once I began working, I also started sending twenty dollars from my own money to the numerous children in need. I will never forget that day that I went to the village and saw how needy those children were. The things I saw and the feelings I felt that day triggered a profound change in me, which will last a lifetime. I will always be more conservative with the things I use and truly appreciate what I have by living in this country. One thing I would like to do is go back to India one more time and see how the money that we have sent for almost one year has made a difference in the lives of all those children.
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Also I gave it a title called a painful truth but IDK if I should put a title on there because it is an essay and not a story? Prompt: Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you. A Painful Truth All my life my parents have told me to appreciate how lucky I am to live in this country. They would always tell me that the things I do and the way we live can only be done in this country and people could only wish to live the way we live. I used to just laugh it off and say that everyone is this lucky, and we are just like every other country. My parents would also tell me numerous stories of their life in India and the problems that the people there had, but I thought they were making it up and embellishing their story to make me appreciate my situation. I never really thought much of all this until I truly experienced how fortunate I am. I was born in America, but my parents have taken me to India every 4 years. When I was younger, I loved going there; however, as the years passed, it became less of an enjoyable trip, in part because I found very few activities interest me. Then, at the age of sixteen, my eyes were opened to a painful truth by an unforgettable experience. The trip began just like any other with visiting family, eating ethnic food, and sightseeing. I was actually enjoying myself because of all the wonderful food and tastes that were not available back home. After a couple of weeks, my parents decided to visit a more rural village to show me another side of India that I had never seen before. The people I met, and the experiences I had will always remain with me from the day I traveled to the tiny village in India. When we first drove into the village, I noticed little children anywhere from infancy to six years old running around with no clothes. Their bodies, covered in dirt, made it seem as though they had not showered in weeks. Clean water was something hard to come by, and I saw children drinking water out of puddles. This was disturbing since I had been warned every visit to not drink tap water much less muddy puddles. The moment the children saw our car pulling up it was as if they had been trained to rush at any foreigner and begin to beg for money. I rolled my window down and handed the first kid a dollar and then ten more came running at our car. My parents yelled at me to put the window up, and I quickly obliged. When we stepped out of our car, they swarmed around us like bees around their nest begging us to give them money. I pictured all the clothes sitting in my closet that I never wore or just threw away. I thought of the water I wasted every day by taking a thirty-minute shower or just leaving the water running while brushing my teeth. These kids would do anything for even the most simple of necessities, yet we waste things as if they mean nothing to anyone in the world. My mom always took our old clothes to give to those who needed them and I would tell her that no one would want to wear those old clothes. When we returned home, the memory I had from the village never left my mind and I decided to pack all my clothes that I did not wear or did not fit me and send them to India. I started taking shorter showers, wasting less food, and thinking about everything that I could do to help those kids in India, and soon I came up with a plan to help them out. It began with small things like, saving clothes, using less water, and trying to see what I could do from here to help them out. With the help of my uncle, I started a fund that would send money to India each month to sponsor a child by giving them clean water, clothes, schooling, and food to eat. At first just my parents and close family supported me, but after a few months word spread, and we were sending almost five hundred dollars a month to India. All I could think about was how far that money would go and how much more it would mean to them than it does to us. Right now, we have ten families each of which sends fifty dollars a month to help the children in India. Once I began working, I also started sending twenty dollars from my own money to the numerous children in need. I will never forget that day that I went to the village and saw how needy those children were. The things I saw and the feelings I felt that day triggered a profound change in me, which will last a lifetime. I will always be more conservative with the things I use and truly appreciate what I have by living in this country. One thing I would like to do is go back to India one more time and see how the money that we have sent for almost one year has made a difference in the lives of all those children.
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I always wondered how it must feel to be friendless. On August 28, 2005, the Sunday before the first day of school, I offered my best friend and three of my closest friends to park in my driveway seeing that I lived about a 5 minute walk to the high school and they didn't have school parking permits. Everything was going smooth until March rolled around. One school day, my mother decided that there were just too many cars at our house and left a pink post-it note in each of their windshields saying that they are no longer permitted to park here. I was picked up early during Mrs. Horr's geometry class that day to take my driver's license test so I was unaware of what had happened and for some odd reason my mother didn't seem it was necessary to tell me. When I arrived back home from passing my test I skipped with excitement to my red razor cell phone and there were 5 voicemails left from my friends. I listened in disbelief and with my eyes wide open. The messages were awful, calling me words that I never want to here again. Terrified by these messages, I couldn't find the courage to call them back. I cried that whole night. I tried to explain what had happened. You would think they would forgive and forget, right? No. They already decided they didn't want to continue being friends. These were individuals that I have been close with ever since the 4th grade! I was crushed. Losing all of my friends within a day was just mind boggling. My life changed dramatically. I sat on my bed that night shaking my head, just thinking to myself that this can't be true, I'm just having a nightmare. I honestly thought there was no way I could ever go back to school. I went into a funk. I started to do below average work in my classes and my appearance I'm sure was far from attractive. I didn't care. But that following summer I realized that this is no way to live. Those kids were obviously not my friends if something so insignificant would make them decide that I'm no longer worthy to be there friend. I changed my attitude completely. Having more free time than usual, I decided to volunteer for a no kill animal shelter by fostering a mama cat and her week old kittens. I instantly realized that I have been missing out on something so rewarding. This was the best thing that's ever happened to me. I found something that I loved to do and will continue to do. Without this unpleasant event I would have never found it. I look at every occurrence from then on optimistically. This major event in my life made me truly aware what I am capable of overcoming on my own. I am eager to grow and learn even more in the new and exciting environment of Towson University. What do you think?
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I always wondered how it must feel to be friendless. On August 28, 2005, the Sunday before the first day of school, I offered my best friend and three of my closest friends to park in my driveway seeing that I lived about a 5-minute walk to the high school, and they didn't have school parking permits. Everything was going smooth until March rolled around. One school day, my mother decided that there were just too many cars at our house and left a pink post-it note in each of their windshields saying that they are no longer permitted to park here. I was picked up early during Mrs. Hour's geometry class that day to take my driver's license test, so I was unaware of what had happened and for some odd reason my mother didn't seem it was necessary to tell me. When I arrived back home from passing my test I skipped with excitement to my red razor cell phone and there were 5 voicemails left from my friends. I listened in disbelief and with my eyes wide open. The messages were awful, calling me words that I never want to here again. Terrified by these messages, I couldn't find the courage to call them back. I cried that whole night. I tried to explain what had happened. You would think they would forgive and forget, right? No. They already decided they didn't want to continue being friends. These were individuals that I have been close with ever since the 4th grade! I was crushed. Losing all of my friends within a day was just mind-boggling. My life changed dramatically. I sat on my bed that night shaking my head, just thinking to myself that this can't be true, I'm just having a nightmare. I honestly thought there was no way I could ever go back to school. Furthermore, I went into a funk. Furthermore, I started to do below average work in my classes and my appearance I'm sure was far from attractive. Furthermore, I didn't care. But that following summer I realized that this is no way to live. Those kids were obviously not my friends if something so insignificant would make them decide that I'm no longer worthy to be their friend. I changed my attitude completely. Having more free time than usual, I decided to volunteer for a no kill animal shelter by fostering a mama cat and her week-old kittens. I instantly realized that I have been missing out on something so rewarding. This was the best thing that's ever happened to me. I found something that I loved to do and will continue to do. Without this unpleasant event I would have never found it. I look at every occurrence from then on optimistically. This major event in my life made me truly aware what I am capable of overcoming on my own. I am eager to grow and learn even more in the new and exciting environment of Towson University. What do you think?
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I currently lead about 200 members every month. I open up with a prayer followed by an order of events which includes pledges, reports, and announcements. When I finish I end with another prayer. I first began doing this when I was 13 years old. Nervous, shy, and the feeling I felt each time I began made me scared. I talked low, looked down a lot, and was afraid of making a mistake of order. Because I was the leader, if I was to make a mistake others would too. However the hardest challenge for me was prayer. Many times I forgot where I was in a prayer because I knew everyone was listening to every single word I said; I was the only one talking. Everyone looked to me to guide them. Nevertheless, throughout the years my skills have enhanced. I have learned so much. With practice it began to grow on me and I began to accept it. The rush of excitement and adrenalin I get before I begin, I have adapted to where I love what I do. I have grasped so much passion for it, that I have shaped other pursuit from it. Now I am the senior class secretary, Future Business Leaders of America District Reporter and the Student Body Association Parliamentarian, along with continuing being a junior deacon at my church. My experiences have helped me guide and accomplish my desires for my future; which made me stronger as a person, as well as provided me skills for the future to come. My beauty of intellectual pursuit has gotten me to a point where I want to become a leader to a broader audience. As wanting to major in communications I will be able to guide others through out the globe, and I will be able to fully accomplish this at your university. I am intellectually and skillfully stronger as a person and am ready to pursuit all of the challenges that are ahead of me at Florida State University.
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I currently lead about 200 members every month. I open up with a prayer followed by an order of events which includes pledges, reports, and announcements. When I finish I end with another prayer. I first began doing this when I was 13 years old. Nervous, shy, and the feeling I felt each time I began made me scared. I talked low, looked down a lot, and was afraid of making a mistake of order. Because I was the leader, if I was to make a mistake others would too. However, the hardest challenge for me was prayer. Many times I forgot where I was in a prayer because I knew everyone was listening to every single word I said; I was the only one talking. Everyone looked to me to guide them. Nevertheless, throughout the years my skills have enhanced. I have learned so much. With practice, it began to grow on me and I began to accept it. The rush of excitement and adrenalin I get before I begin, I have adapted to where I love what I do. I have grasped so much passion for it, that I have shaped other pursuit from it. Now I am the senior class secretary, Future Business Leaders of America District Reporter and the Student Body Association Parliamentarian, along with continuing being a junior deacon at my church. My experiences have helped me guide and accomplish my desires for my future; which made me stronger as a person, as well as provided me skills for the future to come. My beauty of intellectual pursuit has gotten me to a point where I want to become a leader to a broader audience. As wanting to major in communications I will be able to guide others throughout the globe, and I will be able to fully accomplish this at your university. I am intellectually and skillfully stronger as a person and am ready to pursuit all the challenges that are ahead of me at Florida State University.
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Vires, signifying moral, physical and intellectual strength, is a concept I'm most familiar with. My moral strength comes from the life I have in Christ. I use God's word to guide me in all life's situations. I have a strong faith that is unshakable and I have not been let down by it or disappointed. Physical strength is important to me because I live in the body that I have. I use my body every single day to experience life! I must keep it healthy and strong. I have always been physically active from playing recreational soccer to competitive swimming. I seek new and interesting work out classes such as Zumba, Pilates and various forms of Yoga. Nutrition is important to maintaining physical strength. You must feed your body the proper nutrients it needs to stay strong and healthy. Another important concept of Vires is intellectual strength. Learning is fun, exciting and puts wrinkles on your brain! I am constantly learning from either books and school studies or life lessons. I love learning and will be the constant student the rest of my life. In summary, life comes at you from all directions. How I "respond" to life is governed by my Vires, Artes and Mores. I have excellent role models in my life. I can see first hand from people who are much older than me how these concepts have impacted their lives.
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Virus, signifying moral, physical and intellectual strength, is a concept I'm most familiar with. My moral strength comes from the life I have in Christ. I use God's word to guide me in all life's situations. I have a strong faith that is unshakable, and I have not been let down by it or disappointed. Physical strength is important to me because I live in the body that I have. I use my body every single day to experience life! I must keep it healthy and strong. Furthermore, I have always been physically active from playing recreational soccer to competitive swimming. Furthermore, I seek new and interesting work out classes such as Zumba, Pilates and various forms of Yoga. Nutrition is important to maintaining physical strength. You must feed your body the proper nutrients it needs to stay strong and healthy. Another important concept of Virus is intellectual strength. Learning is fun, exciting and puts wrinkles on your brain! I am constantly learning from either books and school studies or life lessons. I love learning and will be the constant student the rest of my life. In summary, life comes at you from all directions. How I "respond" to life is governed by my Virus, Arts and Mores. I have excellent role models in my life. I can see first hand from people who are much older than me how these concepts have impacted their lives.
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For as long as I can remember I have been ambitious and competitive, even to a fault. I was taught that acceptance into a prestigious university and employment in a stable, high-paying job is essential in life. For 15 years, this has been the touchstone of my life. The summer of 2008, I flew to Beijing by myself to visit my grandparents. A week after I arrived, my grandmother took me on a week-long trip to the beach with her choir "Sunset". It was comprised of seniors aged anywhere from sixty to eighty - something that made me slightly apprehensive. How was I, a teenager, supposed to have fun at a beach with a group of people two generations older than me? Once we arrived, several taxis took us to our hotel; a few dingy, run-down houses by a beaten dirt road. The rooms we were assigned were dark and damp, the bed sheets unpleasantly clammy. The hot water tap in one of the bathrooms was broken and we were constantly plagued by mosquitoes. I was convinced this trip was one enormous mistake. However I reluctantly followed the rest of the party to see the beach. During the short walk there, I was surprised at the energy of the old men and women. They chattered about the next day's events and discussed politics and the upcoming Olympic Games. Every once in a while, a burst of laughter would send nearby birds flying as some old joke was retold. At the beach, they helped each other up the rocky hill, still joking and laughing. And though the day was cloudy and muggy, they all clamored cheerfully for pictures. I was confused, remembering what Grandma had told me about their pasts. Some of them had been important, high-ranking government officials whereas others had been normal workers. Some were university professors and yet many more were laborers who were taught only the basics of reading and writing. How was the possible that these people, with such different lives could get along? Surely being educated, or having had an important job made some difference. But as I looked around me, there was absolutely no way of knowing who was a professor and who was a laborer. The next few days were similarly surprising. And fun. In fact, it was infectious, the way they made every day an adventure of sorts. In the evenings, after dinner, the members of the choir would start up the karaoke machine and sing along to it. Sometimes they would sing solos, but more often than not, everyone else joined in. They would stand together in a line, holding hands and swaying to the music. Their enthusiasm rubbed off on me, and before I knew it, all my worries were gone. The days flew by. Our last night at the beach, we all ate dinner around a big round table. Having gotten to know many of these grandmothers and grandfathers - that was what they seemed like to me, an extended family of sorts - some of them began to tell me about themselves. I had known the basics about their past careers, but what they told me shocked me. They were nowhere near as well-off as I had expected. Several of them had handicaps such as deafness while others were injured from years in the army. Some of their families were torn apart by dispute and divorce, while others were nearly penniless for a variety of reasons. Occasionally, a name would be mentioned briefly in conversation and others would bow their heads. Yet even as these grandmothers and grandfathers told me of all their hardships, they smiled at me from faces etched with countless wrinkles, encouraging me to strive for my goals and to value my youth. I could not smile back. How could these people still laugh and sing as I had seen them do for the past few days when their lives were so imperfect? I couldn't even begin to imagine what it would feel like to be deaf, or to not have a body that could do whatever I willed. To never hear laughter or music ever again; the idea was simply beyond me. My dismayed expression must have showed on my face, for one of the kindest grandfathers - precisely the one who was almost deaf - smiled gently at me. It is inevitable that life deals you hardships and obstacles, he explained. Sometimes they are enormous and it may seem impossible to overcome them, but you always have to try. He pointed to his own ears as an example. There was no way to fix them, he told me. But - he stressed this point - being miserable about it wouldn't change a thing. So why not be glad that I can still hear something? He grinned at me, the wrinkles fanning out around his eyes. Guiltily, I thought about myself, and how I used to cry for hours over a bad haircut. I remembered the time in 6th grade; I had failed a math test, and thought it was the end of the world. The smallest, most insignificant things used to ruin my day. As I looked around the table at all the smiling faces, I began to realize that what grades you get, what university you go to, is all completely irrelevant. Money, popularity, and all our material obsessions are so meaningless! Nothing in the world could make me happy if I was constantly looking at the next best thing, constantly picking faults. Yet these men and women surrounding me; they possessed no material wealth, but seemed like the happiest people on Earth. Suddenly our hotel room didn't seem so bad. The rest of my trip in China passed by in a blur. Before I knew it, I was sitting in an airplane, watching Beijing fall below me. And for some reason, as I thought of my extended family and all their joy and passion for life, I was reminded of a quote I had heard somewhere. Misery is inevitable, but suffering is optional. That was when I realized that there would always be problems in our lives, but beside them are also all the good things; they are simply overshadowed. It's just up to us to find them. Thank you!
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For as long as I can remember I have been ambitious and competitive, even to a fault. I was taught that acceptance into a prestigious university and employment in a stable, high-paying job is essential in life. For 15 years, this has been the touchstone of my life. The summer of 2008, I flew to Beijing by myself to visit my grandparents. A week after I arrived, my grandmother took me on a week-long trip to the beach with her choir "Sunset". It comprised seniors aged anywhere from sixty to eighty-something that made me slightly apprehensive. How was I, a teenager, supposed to have fun at a beach with a group of people two generations older than me? Once we arrived, several taxis took us to our hotel; a few dingy, run-down houses by a beaten dirt road. The rooms we were assigned were dark and damp, the bedsheets unpleasantly clammy. The hot water tap in one of the bathrooms was broken, and we were constantly plagued by mosquitoes. I was convinced this trip was one enormous mistake. However, I reluctantly followed the rest of the party to see the beach. During the short walk there, I was surprised at the energy of the old men and women. They chattered about the next day's events and discussed politics and the upcoming Olympic Games. Every once in a while, a burst of laughter would send nearby birds flying as some old joke was retold. At the beach, they helped each other up the rocky hill, still joking and laughing. And though the day was cloudy and muggy, they all clamored cheerfully for pictures. I was confused, remembering what Grandma had told me about their pasts. Some of them had been important, high-ranking government officials whereas others had been normal workers. Some were university professors and yet many more were laborers who were taught only the basics of reading and writing. How was the possible that these people, with such different lives could get along? Surely being educated, or having had an important job made some difference. But as I looked around me, there was absolutely no way of knowing who was a professor and who was a laborer. The next few days were similarly surprising. And fun. In fact, it was infectious, the way they made every day an adventure of sorts. In the evenings, after dinner, the members of the choir would start up the karaoke machine and sing along to it. Sometimes they would sing solos, but more often than not, everyone else joined in. They would stand together in a line, holding hands and swaying to the music. Their enthusiasm rubbed off on me, and before I knew it, all my worries were gone. The days flew by. Our last night at the beach, we all ate dinner around a big round table. Having gotten to know many of these grandmothers and grandfathers - that was what they seemed like to me, an extended family of sorts - some of them began to tell me about themselves. I had known the basics about their past careers, but what they told me shocked me. They were nowhere near as well-off as I had expected. Several of them had handicaps such as deafness while others were injured from years in the army. Some of their families were torn apart by dispute and divorce, while others were nearly penniless for a variety of reasons. Occasionally, a name would be mentioned briefly in conversation and others would bow their heads. Yet even as these grandmothers and grandfathers told me of all their hardships, they smiled at me from faces etched with countless wrinkles, encouraging me to strive for my goals and to value my youth. I could not smile back. How could these people still laugh and sing as I had seen them do for the past few days when their lives were so imperfect? I couldn't even begin to imagine what it would feel like to be deaf, or to not have a body that could do whatever I willed. To never hear laughter or music ever again; the idea was simply beyond me. My dismayed expression must have showed on my face, for one of the kindest grandfathers - precisely the one who was almost deaf - smiled gently at me. It is inevitable that life deals you hardships and obstacles, he explained. Sometimes they are enormous, and it may seem impossible to overcome them, but you always have to try. He pointed to his own ears as an example. There was no way to fix them, he told me. But - he stressed this point - being miserable about it wouldn't change a thing. So why not be glad that I can still hear something? He grinned at me, the wrinkles fanning out around his eyes. Guiltily, I thought about myself, and how I used to cry for hours over a bad haircut. I remembered the time in 6th grade; I had failed a math test, and thought it was the end of the world. The smallest, most insignificant things used to ruin my day. As I looked around the table at all the smiling faces, I began to realize that what grades you get, what university you go to, is all completely irrelevant. Money, popularity, and all our material obsessions are so meaningless! Nothing in the world could make me happy if I was constantly looking at the next best thing, constantly picking faults. Yet these men and women surrounding me; they possessed no material wealth, but seemed like the happiest people on Earth. Suddenly our hotel room didn't seem so bad. The rest of my trip in China passed by in a blur. Before I knew it, I was sitting in an airplane, watching Beijing fall below me. And for some reason, as I thought of my extended family and all their joy and passion for life, I was reminded of a quote I had heard somewhere. Misery is inevitable, but suffering is optional. That was when I realized that there would always be problems in our lives, but beside them are also all the good things; they are simply overshadowed. It's just up to us to find them. Thank you!
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One day when I was on my way to my car because school was out, I saw Popcorn and some guy conversing. At first I thought nothing of it until Popcorn was shoved. He was getting bullied. As I was watching this and contemplating the situation, I began to get upset. So I walked over to them, uninvited. Picture this, a 6'1" bully and a 5' girl on a mission to help. I tapped the obnoxious boy on the shoulder and told him straight up that he should look at himself in the mirror. I told him off, telling him how mean he seems and how ugly his actions were. He then left us. Popcorn thanked me and for the first time I saw him smile. I love helping others and seeing joy come upon them. Things like this inspire me to want to help others in my future. I live to serve. In college I think those qualities such as, caring, love, and genuine kindness could go a long way in college."
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One day when I was on my way to my car because school was out, I saw Popcorn and some guy conversing. At first, I thought nothing of it until Popcorn was shoved. He was getting bullied. As I was watching this and contemplating the situation, I began to get upset. So I walked over to them, uninvited. Picture this, a 6'1" bully and a 5' girl on a mission to help. I tapped the obnoxious boy on the shoulder and told him straight up that he should look at himself in the mirror. I told him off, telling him how mean he seems and how ugly his actions were. He then left us. Popcorn thanked me and for the first time I saw him smile. I love helping others and seeing joy come upon them. Things like this inspire me to want to help others in my future. I live to serve. In college, I think those qualities such as, caring, love, and genuine kindness could go a long way in college."
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As I took a knee on the dew covered grass at 7 a.m. on a Saturday morning my coach asked the team and I what it takes to win a championship? All in sync, everyone replied "Motivation, Discipline, Heart!" This team that I was introduced to freshman year became a major part of my life. The football field became my home, my teammates became my family, and my coaches became my mentors. When I was only 14 years old, I spent my first summer going into high school practicing Monday through Saturday for hours on end. Instead of going to the local day camp with my friends. They went on trips to movies and bowling every day and I went to the field. I conditioned, trained and practiced just to get my chance to play on the Stoneman Douglas football team. We weren't the best team around, in fact more of the opposite, but it wasn't about winning or loosing it was about being a part of something special. When I tried out for the team I thought all I was going to get out of it was a little bit of playing time here and there and being able to wear my jersey around school. However, it was much more than that. I learned what it meant to be disciplined, motivated and manage my time. There were days I spent doing extra push-ups or sprints because I hadn't learned these traits, but I soon learned from my mistakes and corrected them as fast as I made them. The definition of discipline is to punish in order to gain control or enforce obedience. My first encounter with discipline was not a good one. The coach sounded two whistles, which meant "quiet and look at me." Unfortunately I didn't know this and I continued to talk. I was singled out by Coach and I had to stay after practice to pay the price. Discipline is knowing when to and when not to and why and why not. I have also learned what it means to be motivated. Until my junior year the football team was not one of the best in town. In fact we hadn't made it to the playoffs in 6 years. However, with hard work and motivation it paid off. The team came in before and after school to practice, we ate, slept, and thought football. We were motivated. Our season record was 8-2 and we beat the number one team in the county in the first round of the playoffs. We were definitely the smallest team in the county in size , but we were the most motivated. This has carried off the field for me, in places such as the class room when I know that I need to get an A on a test to keep my grade I motivate myself and pull through. Time management is very important too. Having to wake up at 6 o'clock on a Saturday morning for practice without being a minute late is hard to do being a teen. However, knowing that if I'm not on time I will suffer consequences makes it much easier. Football time management has also carried to my schooling. I would leave for school and 7am, and not home till 7pm. I had to make sure I had time to eat dinner and complete my homework before I went to bed. It wasn't easy at first but I have mastered time management. When the final buzzer sounds at the end of the football game, and my team walks off the field victorious, I know that I contributed to the win because I am disciplined, motivated and use time management to stay in line. This was why I was voted "Best all-around" for the 2008 football season. Ever since I was little I knew I wanted to go to college, but I didn't know where. In April of my junior year I went to Orlando to visit UCF and that was when I knew it. I knew that I wanted to go to UCF. As I drove by the school and I saw the light poles with UCF flags on them and kids joking around with they're gold and black shirts on, I realized that I wanted to be a golden knight. Everyone around the campus looked so happy and it seemed as if everyone was a big family, a family that I wanted to be a part of. My brother currently attends UCF and he has told me many times that he wouldn't change schools for the world. I am applying to four major Florida universities, but as long as I am accepted to UCF none of the other schools matter. UCF is one of the few schools that offer some of the best internships with professional sports teams. There is even a special program that notifies you of certain opportunities with teams such as the Orlando Magic, and that was a major selling point for me. I hope to one day be in the offices for a sports team, and I feel that if I attend UCF that I will get my best shot at fulfilling my dream. Ever since I was little I've been participating in sports and wanting to be involved in them. During high school I had my shot as I participated in multiple sports teams. Even though I am not up to par for college quality athletics I know that this will not end my career in sports. I think that if I attend UCF I will make it to the big offices one day of a sports team which is my true dream.
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As I took a knee on the dew covered grass at 7 a.m. on a Saturday morning my coach asked the team and I what it takes to win a championship? All in sync, everyone replied "Motivation, Discipline, Heart!" This team that I was introduced to freshman year became a major part of my life. The football field became my home, my teammates became my family, and my coaches became my mentors. When I was only 14 years old, I spent my first summer going into high school practicing Monday through Saturday for hours on end. Instead of going to the local day camp with my friends. They went on trips to movies and bowling every day and I went to the field. I conditioned, trained and practiced just to get my chance to play on the Stone man Douglas football team. We weren't the best team around, in fact more of the opposite, but it wasn't about winning or loosing it was about being a part of something special. When I tried out for the team I thought all I was going to get out of it was a bit of playing time here and there and being able to wear my jersey around school. However, it was much more than that. I learned what it meant to be disciplined, motivated and manage my time. There were days I spent doing extra push-ups or sprints because I hadn't learned these traits, but I soon learned from my mistakes and corrected them as fast as I made them. The definition of discipline is to punish in order to gain control or enforce obedience. My first encounter with discipline was not a good one. The coach sounded two whistles, which meant "quiet and look at me." Unfortunately I didn't know this, and I continued to talk. I was singled out by Coach and I had to stay after practice to pay the price. Discipline knows when to and when not to and why and why not. I have also learned what it means to be motivated. Until my junior year the football team was not one of the best in town. In fact, we hadn't made it to the playoffs in 6 years. However, with hard work and motivation it paid off. The team came in before and after school to practice, we ate, slept, and thought football. We were motivated. Our season record was 8-2, and we beat the number one team in the county in the first round of the playoffs. We were definitely the smallest team in the county in size, but we were the most motivated. This has carried off the field for me, in places such as the classroom when I know that I need to get an A on a test to keep my grade I motivate myself and pull through. Time management is very important too. Having to wake up at 6 o'clock on a Saturday morning for practice without being a minute late is hard to do being a teen. However, knowing that if I'm not on time I will suffer consequences makes it much easier. Football time management has also carried to my schooling. I would leave for school and 7am, and not home till 7pm. I had to make sure I had time to eat dinner and complete my homework before I went to bed. It wasn't easy at first, but I have mastered time management. When the final buzzer sounds at the end of the football game, and my team walks off the field victorious, I know that I contributed to the win because I am disciplined, motivated and use time management to stay in line. This was why I was voted "Best all-around" for the 2008 football season. Ever since I was little I knew I wanted to go to college, but I didn't know where. In April of my junior year I went to Orlando to visit UCF and that was when I knew it. I knew that I wanted to go to UCF. As I drove by the school and I saw the light poles with UCF flags on them and kids joking around with their gold and black shirts on, I realized that I wanted to be a golden knight. Everyone around the campus looked so happy, and it seemed as if everyone was a big family, a family that I wanted to be a part of. My brother currently attends UCF, and he has told me many times that he wouldn't change schools for the world. I am applying to four major Florida universities, but as long as I am accepted to UCF none of the other schools matter. UCF is one of the few schools that offer some of the best internships with professional sports teams. There is even a special program that notifies you of certain opportunities with teams such as the Orlando Magic, and that was a major selling point for me. I hope to one day be in the offices for a sports team, and I feel that if I attend UCF that I will get my best shot at fulfilling my dream. Ever since I was little I've been participating in sports and wanting to be involved in them. During high school I had my shot as I participated in multiple sports teams. Even though I am not up to par for college quality athletics I know that this will not end my career in sports. I think that if I attend UCF I will make it to the big offices one day of a sports team which is my true dream.
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The creation of something, something original, something to call your own; there is no feeling like it. Since I was a young I always had strong passion for art and the creation of something groundbreaking and imaginative. The day I knew I wanted to be an architect, oh the feeling, tingles down my spine, walking on air; I was complete. It was freshman year, the architecture teacher spoke of his class, his dry,hoarse voice echoed with wisdom of his passion which at that moment, I came to a realization that I shared, Architecture. With each stroke, each moment of contact when my pencil touched paper in and out of architecture class I knew what I was to be. In this place of peace and serenity, not a care in the world save for freeing myself entirely. The shape and form began materializing on paper, and all that went on in my mind was anything to do with the creation of a space, of which people would be wowed. These past three years of high school, I put my self through one of the most rigorous and prestigious architecture programs in the US, at a school ranked 8th in the nation just last year. In those three years I thrived on every piece of knowledge I could get my hands on from internships with well known architects, one of which is on University Florida's board of architecture, to community service projects. My first feeling of true architectural construction was during sophomore year at a countywide sandcastle competition. I felt very small being one of four students chosen to compete against 15 of Miami's top architecture firms. Confidence guarantees success; I am filled with assurance that one day I would be what I dreamed of, an Architect who will set new standards for the world. Such a drive I have never before known; a supreme love and passion gives me the upper hand. I want to change architecture, to bring it to new heights never seen before, to amaze the world. I have researched many colleges and found UF, a college from which most of my family has graduated, with its wonderful campus and prestigious 5-year bachelors of architecture program to be my next step in a journey to greatness. Your UF campus community will one day be able to be proud of the driven, revolutionary architect it molded and produced.
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The creation of something, something original, something to call your own; there is no feeling like it. Since I was a young I always had strong passion for art and the creation of something groundbreaking and imaginative. The day I knew I wanted to be an architect, oh the feeling, tingles down my spine, walking on air; I was complete. It was a freshman year, the architecture teacher spoke of his class, his dry, hoarse voice echoed with wisdom of his passion which at that moment, I came to a realization that I shared, Architecture. With each stroke, each moment of contact when my pencil touched paper in and out of architecture class I knew what I was to be. In this place of peace and serenity, not a care in the world save for freeing myself entirely. The shape and form began materializing on paper, and all that went on in my mind was anything to do with the creation of a space, of which people would be wowed. These past three years of high school, I put my self through one of the most rigorous and prestigious architecture programs in the US, at a school ranked 8th in the nation just last year. In those three years I thrived on every piece of knowledge I could get my hands on from internships with well known architects, one of which is on University Florida's board of architecture, to community service projects. My first feeling of true architectural construction was during sophomore year at a countywide sandcastle competition. I felt very small being one of four students chosen to compete against 15 of Miami's top architecture firms. Confidence guarantees success; I am filled with assurance that one day I would be what I dreamed of, an Architect who will set new standards for the world. Such a drive I have never before known; a supreme love and passion gives me the upper hand. I want to change architecture, to bring it to new heights never seen before, to amaze the world. I have researched many colleges and found OF, a college from which most of my family has graduated, with its wonderful campus and prestigious 5-year bachelors of architecture program to be my next step in a journey to greatness. Your OF campus community will one day be able to be proud of the driven, revolutionary architect it molded and produced.
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Ever since I was a little girl I have always had a passion for performing in front of people and being on stage. When I was three years old I began dancing and for the duration of the thirteen years that I remained dancing, not once did I endure a slight moment of stage-fright. Surprisingly as a college student, I continue to perform but in lieu of dancing, I cheerlead. Anyone reading this would undoubtedly surmise then, that I have no problem being in front of a camera. To their disbelief, and mine as well, I am scared witless of having to appear on camera. When I acquaint people with my desire to be a broadcasting major, virtually everyone deduces that I aspire to be in front of the camera, perhaps as a news anchor. While that would be congenial, I am more interested in the "behind the scenes" aspect of broadcasting. In my perfect world, I imagine myself as a substantial Hollywood director. However unattainable my dream seems, I am confident that I can work my way to it. Even if I do not end up being a director for Hollywood films, I would just as much enjoy directing Independent films or shows for television. Keeping my ambition in mind, I am willing to do all I can to fulfill it. Prior to my graduation from the County College of Morris, I would like to have interned at a broadcasting station or studio. Subsequent to my graduation, my intention is to transfer to a four-year institution, ideally in Florida, California, or New York. While there, I hope to accomplish supplementary internships and obtain my Bachelor's Degree in broadcasting. Fortunately, my passion for learning does not stop there. Following undergraduate school, I am going to enroll in a graduate program and receive my Master's Degree. Throughout the course of my studies, I would like to explore different job opportunities in my field and eventually find a worthwhile job. The field of broadcasting is an extremely competitive one. I know that I am going to have to start at the very bottom and work my way up but nevertheless, I am willing to do it. There is a line in the song "Stand Up," which is sung by various female artists in an attempt to raise awareness for cancer, that I relate to dreams: "I'm telling you that things get better through whatever, if you fall, dust if off don't let up. Don't you know you can be your own miracle?" Even though the song is about cancer, I feel that it can relate to anyone with a dream. What this line is telling people is that no matter how bad things may get, you can always make them better for yourself. When you have a dream, such as mine to be a movie director, you can accomplish it through your own hard work.
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Ever since I was a little girl I have always had a passion for performing in front of people and being on stage. When I was three years old I began dancing and for the duration of the thirteen years that I remained dancing, not once did I endure a slight moment of stage-fright. Surprisingly as a college student, I continue to perform but in lieu of dancing, I cheerlead. Anyone reading this would undoubtedly surmise then, that I have no problem being in front of a camera. To their disbelief, and mine as well, I am scared witless of having to appear on camera. When I acquaint people with my desire to be a broadcasting major, virtually everyone deduces that I aspire to be in front of the camera, perhaps as a news anchor. While that would be congenial, I am more interested in the "behind the scenes" aspect of broadcasting. In my perfect world, I imagine myself as a substantial Hollywood director. However, unattainable my dream seems, I am confident that I can work my way to it. Even if I do not end up being a director for Hollywood films, I would just as much enjoy directing Independent films or shows for television. Keeping my ambition in mind, I am willing to do all I can to fulfill it. Prior to my graduation from the County College of Morris, I would like to have interned at a broadcasting station or studio. After my graduation, my intention is to transfer to a four-year institution, ideally in Florida, California, or New York. While there, I hope to accomplish supplementary internships and obtain my Bachelor's Degree in broadcasting. Fortunately, my passion for learning does not stop there. Following undergraduate school, I am going to enroll in a graduate program and receive my Master's Degree. Throughout the course of my studies, I would like to explore different job opportunities in my field and eventually find a worthwhile job. The field of broadcasting is an extremely competitive one. I know that I am going to have to start at the very bottom and work my way up but nevertheless, I am willing to do it. There is a line in the song "Stand Up," which is sung by various female artists in an attempt to raise awareness for cancer, that I relate to dreams: "I'm telling you that things get better through whatever, if you fall, dust if off don't let up. Don't you know you can be your own miracle?" Even though the song is about cancer, I feel that it can relate to anyone with a dream. What this line is telling people is that no matter how bad things may get, you can always make them better for yourself. When you have a dream, such as mine to be a movie director, you can accomplish it through your own hard work.
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Last summer, I went with a group of nine people to St. Louis, Missouri. There, we worked with Joyce Meyer's Dream Center, which is an organization in the heart of St. Louis. The purpose of the Center is to help individuals and families in the inner city with everything from clothing and food to entertainment for young children. We spent ten days at the Center, helping the project leaders with nursing home outreach, Adopt-a-Block, Street Ministry, KidZJam, and the center store. My first day in St. Louis, I worked in a warehouse, organizing furniture and backpacks full of school supplies for the Center to sell at discount prices. When that was finished, the task was to create care packages for Adopt-a Block, a simple community outreach program. When the 200 required care packages were finished, and the furniture organized for the sale, we took the van out. We first went around a residential block with trash bags and cleaned up the streets. Then, we went door-to-door with the care packages, along with books, miscellaneous household items, and offers of help around the house. We then invited them to church services and the sale. Street Ministry is closely related to Adopt-a-Block. The purpose of this program is to offer the same help to people who do not live in homes, but perhaps stay in a shelter, under a bridge, or in the park. We went around the city with blankets, coats, candy and water, and talked to people about the help offered at the Center. The next day I went to a nursing home, and the sight was shocking. It was nothing like the nursing home that I knew from visits with my grandmother. There, I saw elderly people playing checkers, watching television, or reading books. This one, however, was nothing like that. It looked from the outside like it was vacant; there were bricks falling out from the base, and the siding was chipped. I was ready to do some hard work cleaning up. When we went inside, however, our job was not to clean up; it was simply to spend some time with the residents, most of whom had no one to visit them otherwise. This was easy work, but significant as the residents' day had been improved. That Saturday was a special day, because we set up an all day festival called KidZJam for the community children. This was fun and free, for the kids whose families couldn't afford to go out and do things together. There were games and prizes, as well as two meals. The final work was helping out in the Center store. Here, the job was to organize all donated clothes and prepare them for sale to those receiving assistance. When I was finished there, I went to the barbershop to put together shower packs. In my opinion, this is the most important work done at the Dream Center. These packs were for the people who had nowhere to go for a shower, a haircut, or clean clothes. Without the help of the Center, there would be no way for these people to have a job interview or go to school; they would have no way to get out of their situation.
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Last summer, I went with a group of nine people to St. Louis, Missouri. There, we worked with Joyce Meyer's Dream Center, which is an organization in the heart of St. Louis. The purpose of the Center is to help individuals and families in the inner city with everything from clothing and food to entertainment for young children. We spent ten days at the Center, helping the project leaders with nursing home outreach, Adopt-a-Block, Street Ministry, Kidnap, and the center store. My first day in St. Louis, I worked in a warehouse, organizing furniture and backpacks full of school supplies for the Center to sell at discount prices. When that was finished, the task was to create care packages for Adopt-a Block, a simple community outreach program. When the 200 required care packages were finished, and the furniture organized for the sale, we took the van out. We first went around a residential block with trash bags and cleaned up the streets. Then, we went door-to-door with the care packages, along with books, miscellaneous household items, and offers of help around the house. We then invited them to church services and the sale. Street Ministry is closely related to Adopt-a-Block. The purpose of this program is to offer the same help to people who do not live in homes, but perhaps stay in a shelter, under a bridge, or in the park. We went around the city with blankets, coats, candy and water, and talked to people about the help offered at the Center. The next day I went to a nursing home, and the sight was shocking. It was nothing like the nursing home that I knew from visits with my grandmother. There, I saw elderly people playing checkers, watching television, or reading books. This one, however, was nothing like that. It looked from the outside like it was vacant; there were bricks falling out from the base, and the siding was chipped. I was ready to do some hard work cleaning up. When we went inside, however, our job was not to clean up; it was simply to spend some time with the residents, most of whom had no one to visit them otherwise. This was easy work, but significant as the residents' day had been improved. That Saturday was a special day, because we set up an all day festival called Kidnap for the community children. This was fun and free, for the kids whose families couldn't afford to go out and do things together. There were games and prizes, as well as two meals. The final work was helping out in the Center store. Here, the job was to organize all donated clothes and prepare them for sale to those receiving assistance. When I was finished there, I went to the barbershop to put together shower packs. In my opinion, this is the most important work done at the Dream Center. These packs were for the people who had nowhere to go for a shower, a haircut, or clean clothes. Without the help of the Center, there would be no way for these people to have a job interview or go to school; they would have no way to get out of their situation.
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The news stung me like a fire ant, unanticipated and painful. My boyfriend was moving. Immediately comments like "You are too young to take on this responsibility" and "Long distance relationships never work" consumed my thoughts. However, I knew this was my time to prove to myself and everyone else that I could indeed overcome this obstacle. I gathered the necessary ingredients to maintain a functional loving relationship. I fought this struggle with the glowing beams of optimism while telling myself that things would only get easier. Fortunately, they did. My organizational skills peaked when I arranged monthly visits, and I creatively found time to see him every night with the assistance of a webcam. Despite the four hundred miles separating us, I made time for him every day. Additionally, my parents' support brought out my inner strength and encouraged me to persevere. The anxiety of betrayal or falling out of love never fazed me. I have never once doubted my ability of upholding my responsibility and my commitment to the relationship. Since the day my boyfriend moved away, we have been strong and stayed together despite the distance. Every day I am proud to say that I, a teenager, can maintain a long distance relationship. When dreaming about the college lifestyle one must also consider leaving their loved ones and living in a new fresh environment. Most college freshmen have never been fully dependent and have no experience dealing with separation; I however have mastered this obstacle. After having to be strong through the distance separating my boyfriend and me, I have learned a sense of independence and inner strength. My newly found characteristics will allow me to be focused on my academics and my involvement in the University of Florida community, not how homesick I would feel. Additionally, my optimism and high spirits regarding leaving home will aid students in finding their independence as well. Being away from the security blanket that is our home frightens most incoming college applicants, but because of my long distance relationship I am confident that despite the distance I am enthralled to commence my college experience. I have learned through my long distance relationship that disconnection makes you stronger. Many college freshmen fear the distance and separation from their loved ones. I however accept the challenge.
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The news stung me like a fire ant, unanticipated and painful. My boyfriend was moving. Immediately comments like "You are too young to take on this responsibility" and "Long distance relationships never work" consumed my thoughts. However, I knew this was my time to prove to myself and everyone else that I could indeed overcome this obstacle. I gathered the necessary ingredients to maintain a functional loving relationship. I fought this struggle with the glowing beams of optimism while telling myself that things would only get easier. Fortunately, they did. My organizational skills peaked when I arranged monthly visits, and I creatively found time to see him every night with the assistance of a webcam. Despite the four hundred miles separating us, I made time for him every day. Additionally, my parents' support brought out my inner strength and encouraged me to persevere. The anxiety of betrayal or falling out of love never fazed me. I have never once doubted my ability of upholding my responsibility and my commitment to the relationship. Since the day my boyfriend moved away, we have been strong and stayed together despite the distance. Every day I am proud to say that I, a teenager, can maintain a long distance relationship. When dreaming about the college lifestyle one must also consider leaving their loved ones and living in a new fresh environment. Most college freshmen have never been fully dependent and have no experience dealing with separation; I however have mastered this obstacle. After having to be strong through the distance separating my boyfriend and me, I have learned a sense of independence and inner strength. My newly found characteristics will allow me to be focused on my academics and my involvement in the University of Florida community, not how homesick I would feel. Additionally, my optimism and high spirits regarding leaving home will aid students in finding their independence as well. Being away from the security blanket that is our home frightens most incoming college applicants, but because of my long distance relationship I am confident that despite the distance I am enthralled to commence my college experience. I have learned through my long distance relationship that disconnection makes you stronger. Many college freshmen fear the distance and separation from their loved ones. I however accept the challenge.
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I can feel the eyes piercing me from all angles. Their weight is creating an indescribable pressure deep within me. My heart is racing faster, faster, faster. I look down to see the four-inch canvas balance beam underneath my feet. Where I stand looking down at the caramel canvas I feel like I'm standing at the top of the Empire State Building. My black velvet leotard is now saturated with sweat. You've done this thousands of times in practice, just go for it! I know this is what it has all come down to...the endless hours of practice and preparations are being put to the ultimate test. You must- no you WILL not fall, you can do this. I pause for only a moment longer before I finally decide to throw my body backwards, praying that my hands land on top of that sweat coated beam. The judges watch intently as I fly through the air. I know my hands are sweaty and I worry about about slipping. Yes! They land right next to each other...perfect! My legs come down slowly with my toes pointed like knives. As I saluted the judges, my sparkling smile showed my sense of accomplishment. I could sense the respect emanating from their eyes as they gave me a perfect score on the balance beam. Webster dictionary defines balance as: "Stability produced by even distribution of weight on each side of the vertical axis...physical equilibrium...the ability to retain one's balance." Ever since I started gymnastics at three years old I have been practicing the art of balancing. While in gymnastics this concept of balance has been physical in nature, it has grown into something much more. As I have matured, I have faced many obstacles which have led me to strive to achieve academic, emotional and social balance. The ignition starts and I back up my car, pulling out of Montgomery County Community College. I sit at the red light that usually changes about five times before it is actually my turn to make a left and my thoughts race back to this morning. I was so anxious pulling into school at 7 am because my english presentation due that day kept me up so late the night before. In only the short hours of the morning I presented this while also taking a calculus test periods before. If you ask anybody who knows me, I am always on the go. A day of six classes, then a quick car ride over to the community college down the street to finish my final class of the day is my daily routine. Yes, finally I made the green light and am on my way back to the high school. I have seventeen minutes to get back to the school and change out of my school clothes into my swimsuit. I stop for a minute to pull out a granola bar from my bag. When I arrive at school I sprint down the sidewalk and into the building as I hear, "Girls be out on the deck in five minutes!" My coach was ready to begin water polo practice while I was changing as quickly as I could. After a long three hour practice of treading and ball handling, it is finally time to go home, well for most of my teammates. As I enter the locker room I rapidly pull my Little Gym shirt over my head. Off to teach my wednesday night gymnastics class. Even though this part of my day is the most enjoyable, I am still exhausted and just can not stop thinking about the homework I have waiting for me when I get home. Finally as I lay in bed that night, I reflect on the day that has just passed and smile. I am happy about the many things that happened and even though stressful at times, I would never give up any of those activities. This task of balancing my school work my athletics and my work has been no easy ride. It has taken me two years to get a routine down that works and makes me feel like I have accomplished what I need to that day. Through learning to balance school, activities, and work I feel as though I have become a much more responsible young women and have became skilled at managing my time very efficiently. These two skills of maturity and time management have allowed me to successfully handle schoolwork and the challenges that everyday life brings to me. At the same time I was buliding a solid balance between activities, I was also learning to balance my personal life. With a deep breath I hang up the phone, beginning to relay my mothers message to my father. "Dad, on the schedule it says that this holiday is hers, we can not go on vacation that week!" I begin to tear up as my fathers response travels in one ear and out the other. I race upstairs to my bedroom where I sit down and think about the next vacation I am going to miss with my dad and siblings. I pick up the phone to call my sister who had just left for college and before dialing her number I hang up again. There is no one who can do anything about this situation but me, I think to myself. I look for my calendar and to begin to plan where I am going to be that week and the next and try to find time to sit down with my dad to talk about maybe changing this vacation date when I hear, "Melissa dinner is ready!" After I realize my calendar is at my moms house, I walk down the steps to see my stepmom, dad, younger sister, and younger brother sitting at the table waiting anxiously to eat. I sit in silence uncomfortably listening to them all talk about their events that day. I usually do not share much at the dinner table and today I definitely was not in the mood to share. I have always felt that whatever I might say about that day would upset my family. If I did not reach their expectations for the day, whether it was getting a good grade on a test or spending time with my siblings after school, I was looked down upon. While this was just one household, the other one is an entire new story. This is probably the hardest balance I have had to strike out of everything. For fifteen years I have been caught in the middle of two parents, households, and families. My parents got divorced when I was at the age of two and ever since I began to walk and talk I have had to balance this aspect of my life. With them having minimal if any communication, most things have relied on me and my sister. Living a life by a planned schedule is one thing I do wish never had to happen but instead of being frustuarated and letting the stress get to me, I chose to act in a more proactive way. I have learned to deal with the expectations and commitments that both families request of me and it has really strengthened my character. I have insight on many things in life that most students my age have never experienced and this has led me to become very mature and establish great skills in time management. Looking back to when I was nine years old and balancing on that balance beam, I would never imagine my life to evolve like this. I never thought I would be able to balance things they way I have accomplished to do so, and how every aspect of my life, good or bad, has helped me become the person I am today. While I have learned many skills in separate areas, I have managed to create, "Stability produced by even distribution of weight on each side of the vertical axis" in my life. While I continue to learn and grow and take on life's challenges, I feel the strong foundation I have built will help me reach my dreams. The independence, responsibility and maturity I have gained in my life will have a huge impact on the way I live in the future. I hope to carry these traits and the skill of balance along with me to college and hopefully throughout the rest of my life.
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I can feel the eyes piercing me from all angles. Their weight is creating an indescribable pressure deep within me. My heart is racing faster, faster, faster. I look down to see the four-inch canvas balance beam underneath my feet. Where I stand looking down at the caramel canvas I feel like I'm standing at the top of the Empire State Building. My black velvet leotard is now saturated with sweat. You've done these thousands of times in practice, just go for it! I know this is what it has all come down to...the endless hours of practice and preparations are being put to the ultimate test. You must-no you WILL not fall, you can do this. I pause for only a moment longer before I finally decide to throw my body backwards, praying that my hands land on top of that sweat coated beam. The judges watch intently as I fly through the air. I know my hands are sweaty, and I worry about slipping. Yes! They land right next to each other...perfect! My legs come down slowly with my toes pointed like knives. As I saluted the judges, my sparkling smile showed my sense of accomplishment. I could sense the respect emanating from their eyes as they gave me a perfect score on the balance beam. Webster dictionary defines balance as: "Stability produced by even distribution of weight on each side of the vertical axis...physical equilibrium...the ability to retain one's balance." Ever since I started gymnastics at three years old I have been practicing the art of balancing. While in gymnastics this concept of balance has been physical in nature, it has grown into something much more. As I have matured, I have faced many obstacles which have led me to strive to achieve academic, emotional and social balance. The ignition starts, and I back up my car, pulling out of Montgomery County Community College. I sit at the red light that usually changes about five times before it is actually my turn to make a left and my thoughts race back to this morning. I was so anxious pulling into school at 7 am because my English presentation due that day kept me up so late the night before. In only the short hours of the morning I presented this while also taking a calculus test periods before. If you ask anybody who knows me, I am always on the go. A day of six classes, then a quick car ride over to the community college down the street to finish my final class of the day is my daily routine. Yes, finally I made the green light and am on my way back to the high school. I have seventeen minutes to get back to the school and change out of my school clothes into my swimsuit. I stop for a minute to pull out a granola bar from my bag. When I arrive at school I sprint down the sidewalk and into the building as I hear, "Girls be out on the deck in five minutes!" My coach was ready to begin water polo practice while I was changing as quickly as I could. After a long three-hour practice of treading and ball handling, it is finally time to go home, well for most of my teammates. As I enter the locker room I rapidly pull my Little Gym shirt over my head. Off to teach my Wednesday night gymnastics class. Even though this part of my day is the most enjoyable, I am still exhausted and just can not stop thinking about the homework I have waiting for me when I get home. Finally, as I lay in bed that night, I reflect on the day that has just passed and smile. I am happy about the many things that happened and even though stressful at times, I would never give up any of those activities. This task of balancing my school work my athletics and my work has been no easy ride. It has taken me two years to get a routine down that works and makes me feel like I have accomplished what I need to that day. Through learning to balance school, activities, and work I feel as though I have become a much more responsible young women and have become skilled at managing my time very efficiently. These two skills of maturity and time management have allowed me to successfully handle schoolwork and the challenges that everyday life brings to me. At the same time I was building a solid balance between activities, I was also learning to balance my personal life. With a deep breath I hang up the phone, beginning to relay my mothers message to my father. "Dad, on the schedule it says that this holiday is hers, we can not go on vacation that week!" I begin to tear up as my fathers' response travels in one ear and out the other. I race upstairs to my bedroom where I sit down and think about the next vacation I am going to miss with my dad and siblings. Furthermore, I pick up the phone to call my sister who had just left for college and before dialing her number I hang up again. There is no one who can do anything about this situation but me, I think to myself. I look for my calendar and to begin to plan where I am going to be that week and the next and try to find time to sit down with my dad to talk about maybe changing this vacation date when I hear, "Melissa dinner is ready!" After I realize my calendar is at my moms house, I walk down the steps to see my stepmom, dad, younger sister, and younger brother sitting at the table waiting anxiously to eat. I sit in silence uncomfortably listening to them all talk about their events that day. I usually do not share much at the dinner table, and today I definitely was not in the mood to share. Furthermore, I have always felt that whatever I might say about that day would upset my family. If I did not reach their expectations for the day, whether it was getting a good grade on a test or spending time with my siblings after school, I was looked down upon. While this was just one household, the other one is an entire new story. This is probably the hardest balance I have had to strike out of everything. For fifteen years I have been caught in the middle of two parents, households, and families. My parents got divorced when I was at the age of two and ever since I began to walk and talk I have had to balance this aspect of my life. With them having minimal if any communication, most things have relied on me and my sister. Living a life by a planned schedule is one thing I do wish never had to happen but instead of being frustrated and letting the stress get to me, I chose to act in a more proactive way. I have learned to deal with the expectations and commitments that both families request of me, and it has really strengthened my character. I have insight on many things in life that most students my age have never experienced and this has led me to become very mature and establish great skills in time management. Looking back to when I was nine years old and balancing on that balance beam, I would never imagine my life to evolve like this. I never thought I would be able to balance things they way I have accomplished to do so, and how every aspect of my life, good or bad, has helped me become the person I am today. While I have learned many skills in separate areas, I have managed to create, "Stability produced by even distribution of weight on each side of the vertical axis" in my life. While I continue to learn and grow and take on life's challenges, I feel the strong foundation I have built will help me reach my dreams. The independence, responsibility and maturity I have gained in my life will have a huge impact on the way I live in the future. I hope to carry these traits and the skill of balance along with me to college and hopefully throughout the rest of my life.
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I have been to island paradises where the natives live in shocking contrast to our hotel rooms. Once I was in Jamaica having dinner at a very exclusive restaurant on top of a mountain. When I was finished my brother and I decided to walk around. We walked to the rear of the restaurant and looked over the hill and saw something that I will never forget. It was acres of cardboard shacks. An employee of the restaurant told us that this was Cardboard City, and that these were actually the homes of many Jamaicans. I felt very humbled and fortunate to know I had not a worry in the world compared to them. I learned that I cannot take the little things in life for granted. Once I was in New York City's China Town we were walking in the crowded streets when I saw a thief in broad daylight try to steal a woman's wallet right out of her purse. My father saw also and told the woman to watch her purse. As the pickpocket walked away, he threatened to kill us if we told the policeman standing on the next block. I was also in New York during the blackout of 2003. There was so much chaos that when we rented a rental and tried to get to Boston no gas stations were open. We were driving on empty, when we found a long line at one station that was open. We had to wait in line for hours. We ran out of gas in line, but everyone in line knew how we were feeling and gathered to help. Strangers helped us push our car as we moved slowly through the line. When we told the attendant we were trying to get to Boston, he let us go over the ten gallon limit he had set. You just never know who or what you may encounter when traveling and it's always good when one can find selfless people willing to help others in need. These experiences and my other adventures traveling abroad have taught me things that can't be learned in the classroom. I am intellectually and morally stronger as a person and am ready to take on all of the challenges that are ahead of me at Florida State University."
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I have been to island paradises where the natives live in shocking contrast to our hotel rooms. Once I was in Jamaica having dinner at a very exclusive restaurant on top of a mountain. When I was finished my brother and I decided to walk around. We walked to the rear of the restaurant and looked over the hill and saw something that I will never forget. It was acres of cardboard shacks. An employee of the restaurant told us that this was Cardboard City, and that these were actually the homes of many Jamaicans. I felt very humbled and fortunate to know I had not a worry in the world compared to them. I learned that I cannot take the little things in life for granted. Once I was in New York City's China Town we were walking in the crowded streets when I saw a thief in broad daylight try to steal a woman's wallet right out of her purse. My father saw also and told the woman to watch her purse. As the pickpocket walked away, he threatened to kill us if we told the policeman standing on the next block. I was also in New York during the blackout of 2003. There was so much chaos that when we rented a rental and tried to get to Boston no gas stations were open. We were driving on empty, when we found a long line at one station that was open. We had to wait in line for hours. Furthermore, we ran out of gas in line, but everyone in line knew how we were feeling and gathered to help. Strangers helped us push our car as we moved slowly through the line. When we told the attendant we were trying to get to Boston, he let us go over the ten gallon limit he had set. You just never know who or what you may encounter when traveling, and it's always good when one can find selfless people willing to help others in need. These experiences and my other adventures traveling abroad have taught me things that can't be learned in the classroom. I am intellectually and morally stronger as a person and am ready to take on all the challenges that are ahead of me at Florida State University."
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Everyone has a driving force in their life. For some, its money. For others, its fame. For me, its "artes". Raised outside of Seattle, Washington, I absorbed the unique, artistic culture of the city. Thus, I have always taken painting and drawing classes, and practiced piano and guitar for many years. Art gives me a positive outlet to express myself, and creatively tell stories. In this way, "artes" is reflected in my life- through my passion for art, and my study of art. My infatuation for artistic expression developed in my childhood, when my parents surrounded me with music, art museums and encouragement. What began as a love of coloring books has blossomed into a passion for painting, photography and sketching. My desire to create fine art influences my daily life, and has shaped me into a creative and well-rounded person. Clearly, "artes" is reflected in my life through my passion for art. Art study has also been a large influence in my life. My perception of the world has been greatly altered by the viewing of amazing art- I notice small details, fantastic color, and unique shapes all around me. In order to expand my knowledge of art and art history, I have enrolled in several art classes in my school, in subjects such as photography, 2-D art, and drama. These courses have opened my eyes to many new types of art, and have helped me to gain an appreciation for different artistic pursuits. My hard work and dedication to the art department caused the school to recognize me, and present me with a 9th grade drama award and 11th grade Advanced Photography award. Without a doubt, art study reflects "artes" in my life. Attending Florida State University would give me an opportunity to develop my art skills and love for art, as I would like to pursue art as an occupation in my life. The beautiful campus, and artistic environment would serve to stimulate and illuminate me. "Artes" is an extremely important aspect of my life. It inspires me to view the world and my relationships with others in a unique way, and gives meaning to my life. i'd also appreciate any comments on the essay.. do you think its good, strong, well-written? thanks!
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Everyone has a driving force in their life. For some, its money. For others, its fame. For me, its "arts". Raised outside of Seattle, Washington, I absorbed the unique, artistic culture of the city. Thus, I have always taken painting and drawing classes, and practiced piano and guitar for many years. Art gives me a positive outlet to express myself, and creatively tell stories. In this way, "arts" is reflected in my life-through my passion for art, and my study of art. My infatuation for artistic expression developed in my childhood, when my parents surrounded me with music, art museums and encouragement. What began as a love of coloring books has blossomed into a passion for painting, photography and sketching. My desire to create fine art influences my daily life, and has shaped me into a creative and well-rounded person. Clearly, "arts" is reflected in my life through my passion for art. Art study has also been a large influence in my life. My perception of the world has been greatly altered by the viewing of amazing art- I notice small details, fantastic color, and unique shapes all around me. In order to expand my knowledge of art and art history, I have enrolled in several art classes in my school, in subjects such as photography, 2-D art, and drama. These courses have opened my eyes to many new types of art, and have helped me to gain an appreciation for different artistic pursuits. My hard work and dedication to the art department caused the school to recognize me, and present me with a 9th grade drama award and 11th grade Advanced Photography award. Without a doubt, art study reflects "arts" in my life. Attending Florida State University would give me an opportunity to develop my art skills and love for art, as I would like to pursue art as an occupation in my life. The beautiful campus, and artistic environment would serve to stimulate and illuminate me. "Arts" is an extremely important aspect of my life. It inspires me to view the world and my relationships with others uniquely, and gives meaning to my life. I'd also appreciate any comments on the essay. Do you think its good, strong, well-written? Thanks!
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Sitting there, thinking back to my first summer in high school; I was offered a position as Camp Counselor, spending my days ensuring that a group of 10 unruly 6th grade boys enjoyed their summer. After I was handed my first paycheck I wanted to RUN to the mall. My mother stopped me and said, "Put it in the bank. Save it for something special". Pouting, I thought to myself, the mall has plenty of special things - I want to spend it NOW, as I accompanied my mother to the bank. The following summer, I was offered a sweet position selling Dippin' Dots ice cream at the local water park. As I was handed paychecks each week, my mother's words swirled around in my head. I watched as my friends ran to the mall, as I slowly shuffled to the bank entrance. The day I received my drivers' license was the most exciting day of my life! I had this wonderful achievement in my hands and I wanted to take it further! I asked my Dad if I could buy a car, not share the family vehicle, but my very OWN car. He then asked, "How much money do you have saved?" WOW, this is what I've been saving for! This was a dream come true! The next Saturday, my Dad took me to a car auction. Big, burley guys smoking cigars, staring other dealers down, looking to buy cheap, clean them up, and sell high. But I wasn't one of them; I was just a 17 year old girl wishing to buy her first car! My father nudged me, bringing me back to reality, and as he did I saw the Auctioneer slam down the mallet for the third time and yell "SOLD!" as he pointed at me. I was thrilled! I jumped! I cried! I bought my first car! This was the most exciting day of my life and I learned something too, that hard work really does pay off!
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Sitting there, thinking back to my first summer in high school; I was offered a position as Camp Counselor, spending my days ensuring that a group of 10 unruly 6th grade boys enjoyed their summer. After I was handed my first paycheck I wanted to RUN to the mall. My mother stopped me and said, "Put it in the bank. Save it for something special". Pouting, I thought to myself, the mall has plenty of special things - I want to spend it NOW, as I accompanied my mother to the bank. The following summer, I was offered a sweet position selling Dippin' Dots ice cream at the local water park. As I was handed paychecks each week, my mother's words swirled around in my head. I watched as my friends ran to the mall, as I slowly shuffled to the bank entrance. The day I received my drivers' license was the most exciting day of my life! I had this wonderful achievement in my hands and I wanted to take it further! I asked my Dad if I could buy a car, not share the family vehicle, but my very OWN car. He then asked, "How much money do you have saved?" WOW, this is what I've been saving for! This was a dream come true! The next Saturday, my Dad took me to a car auction. Big, Burley guys smoking cigars, staring other dealers down, looking to buy cheap, clean them up, and sell high. But I wasn't one of them; I was just a 17-year-old girl wishing to buy her first car! My father nudged me, bringing me back to reality, and as he did, I saw the Auctioneer slam down the mallet for the third time and yell "SOLD!" as he pointed at me. I was thrilled! I jumped! Furthermore, I cried! Furthermore, I bought my first car! This was the most exciting day of my life and I learned something too, that hard work really does pay off!
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I jumped in the pool and began my warm-up set along side my teammates. As we finished the first rep, I heard the coach say, "Will, I need to talk to you for a second". This drew a chorus of "ooh"s from my friends. I hopped out of the pool knowing exactly why the coach was angry with me. As the youngest child in my family I have been influenced by my 3 older siblings. All had great success in swimming at the national level, and at age 6, I felt the pressure to become a good swimmer. I joined the team thinking I was similarly skilled at competitive swimming. Four years of daily practice and long swim meets later, I began to realize that this was not the case. My friends had been moved up to the next level, the "Gold" team, while I was still stuck on the "Maroon" team. When I asked the coach what I could do to improve, he told me to just keep working. I made sure to attend every practice I could and even joined the water polo team to improve my swimming my skills. Unfortunately, I did not see any significant improvements in my times. I had been on the "Maroon" team for almost six years, and decided to ask the coach again if I was to be moved up. When he told me that he was sure I would be, I was relieved. I had begun to turn over in my mind how swimming was not fun anymore. However, I figured this new level would spark my interest again. As the next season drew near, I went on the team website and looked up my team assignment. "Maroon"! I was stuck on the same squad again. Now I really questioned my abilities in swimming but I refused to give up. Maybe all I needed is a new coach. I started swimming at a different club and even though I never missed a practice, I still finished last in race after race. As my dislike for swimming began to grow I understood that I wasn't like my brothers and sisters. I asked myself, "Why am still swimming?" It was time to try something new. I decided to start playing football while still swimming. It was not long after I started football that I began to dread every practice I had to spend in the water. The monotonous drone of my strokes splashing in the water and the endless repetition of identical laps was unbearable. In contrast football's practices were challenging and interesting. Even the most basic drills in football were more enjoyable than swimming. After I tackled someone in football or blocked them for our running back I had a sense of accomplishment, yet after I finished a lap in swimming, all I did was dread the next one. In swim meets I waited 4 hours to swim for 10 minutes. Football games were much more exciting. Not only was there continuous action but the eleven on the field depended upon each other for success. Take for example the pre-play sequence for my position at center. From somewhere behind me I hear, "Ace, Rabbit ten" my eyes shift to the armband. The number ten under the rabbit column reveals that the play is "Stretch Lt" I glance forward and call out the defensive scheme and my line's responsibilities "3-3 Stack, Mike 42, Mike 51" i make quick check of the man in front of me. I quickly look back for the quarterback's hand signal and prepare my self. "Set... Hit!" and the play begins. In swimming it was just I swimming against everyone else, there was little team unity. When the swimming coach confronted me about missing so many practices I told him I was at football. He became upset that I was doing another sport. "Swimmers were supposed to be swimmers year-round" he said. That afternoon i understood that I had to make a choice between the two sports. On one hand I had a sport that all my siblings did and a lot of my friends too, but in the other I had a new sport that I enjoyed and was actually half-way decent at. So one day instead of snapping goggles on I was snapping a football to the quarterback. Football became my main sport not because my siblings had done it or because I was amazing at it, I play football because I love it. I felt I should play a sport I liked, regardless of my siblings accomplishments. I love football not just because of the action and enjoyment but also because, as a center, I can be a leader on the football field without necessarily being best player out there. Although I have been able to play football in high school I know now that this will be my last season. Though I will miss the excitement and enjoyment I got from playing, I am sure I will find new sports just like I did after swimming. Who knows, maybe I'll even find something that I love as much as football.
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I jumped in the pool and began my warm-up set alongside my teammates. As we finished the first rep, I heard the coach say, "Will, I need to talk to you for a second". This drew a chorus of "ooh"s from my friends. I hopped out of the pool knowing exactly why the coach was angry with me. As the youngest child in my family I have been influenced by my 3 older siblings. All had great success in swimming at the national level, and at age 6, I felt the pressure to become a good swimmer. I joined the team thinking I was similarly skilled at competitive swimming. Four years of daily practice and long swim meets later, I began to realize that this was not the case. My friends had been moved up to the next level, the "Gold" team, while I was still stuck on the "Maroon" team. When I asked the coach what I could do to improve, he told me to just keep working. I made sure to attend every practice I could and even joined the water polo team to improve my swimming my skills. Unfortunately, I did not see any significant improvements in my times. I had been on the "Maroon" team for almost six years, and decided to ask the coach again if I was to be moved up. When he told me that he was sure I would be, I was relieved. I had begun to turn over in my mind how swimming was not fun anymore. However, I figured this new level would spark my interest again. As the next season drew near, I went on the team website and looked up my team assignment. "Maroon"! I was stuck on the same squad again. Now I really questioned my abilities in swimming, but I refused to give up. Maybe all I needed is a new coach. I started swimming at a different club and even though I never missed a practice, I still finished last in race after race. As my dislike for swimming began to grow I understood that I wasn't like my brothers and sisters. I asked myself, "Why am still swimming?" It was time to try something new. I decided to start playing football while still swimming. It was not long after I started football that I began to dread every practice I had to spend in the water. The monotonous drone of my strokes splashing in the water and the endless repetition of identical laps was unbearable. In contrast, football's practices were challenging and interesting. Even the most basic drills in football were more enjoyable than swimming. After I tackled someone in football or blocked them for our running back I had a sense of accomplishment, yet after I finished a lap in swimming, all I did was dread the next one. In swim meets I waited 4 hours to swim for 10 minutes. Football games were much more exciting. Not only was there continuous action but the eleven on the field depended upon each other for success. Take for example the pre-play sequence for my position at center. From somewhere behind me, I hear, "Ace, Rabbit ten" my eyes shift to the armband. The number ten under the rabbit column reveals that the play is "Stretch Lt" I glance forward and call out the defensive scheme and my line's responsibilities "3-3 Stack, Mike 42, Mike 51" I make quick check of the man in front of me. I quickly look back for the quarterback's hand signal and prepare my self. "Set... Hit!" and the play begins. In swimming, it was just I'm swimming against everyone else, there was little team unity. When the swimming coach confronted me about missing so many practices I told him I was at football. He became upset that I was doing another sport. "Swimmers were supposed to be swimmers year-round" he said. That afternoon I understood that I had to make a choice between the two sports. On one hand I had a sport that all my siblings did and a lot of my friends too, but in the other I had a new sport that I enjoyed and was actually half-way decent at. So one day instead of snapping goggles on I was snapping a football to the quarterback. Football became my main sport not because my siblings had done it or because I was amazing at it, I play football because I love it. I felt I should play a sport I liked, regardless of my siblings accomplishments. I love football not just because of the action and enjoyment but also because, as a center, I can be a leader on the football field without necessarily being the best player out there. Although I have been able to play football in high school I know now that this will be my last season. Though I will miss the excitement and enjoyment I got from playing, I am sure I will find new sports just like I did after swimming. Who knows, maybe I'll even find something that I love as much as football.
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Having to quarrel with this bully, always bringing me down and making undergo horrible experiences, I ended up working for my father and his crew of construction workers in Puerto Rico. Working pain-staking hours, from seven in the morning to twelve o'clock at night for wages of twenty dollars a day, my body could not sustain such exhaustion on a daily basis. This is what drives my spirit to excel in school so that I could become anything I wish to be and not be forced to succumb to the powerful grips of hunger or to have to work at any cost in order to put food on the table, as my father has had to experience. When I left Puerto Rico and arrived to Miami, I had over two hundred dollars saved up. I gave this to my mother who could not accompany us because of the air fare costs. From then on, I have put my social life on hold and have focused on my studies as intense as a triathlon runner. I have received a congressional award for Most Improved Student of Miami, elected from my school Coral Reef Senior High. I was also hired as an Intern at the Securities and Exchange Commission; only three students in all of Miami Dade County have had the privilege of saying that. FSU, a university that strives itself on the improvement of its students, both mentally and physically, is the place that may fully develop my raw potential for business and economics. Even though I have not been dealt the best set of cards, with the help of my "Vires" and Florida State University, I will finish the game winning the pot of happiness.
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Having to quarrel with this bully, always bringing me down and making undergo horrible experiences, I ended up working for my father and his crew of construction workers in Puerto Rico. Working painstaking hours, from seven in the morning to twelve o'clock at night for wages of twenty dollars a day, my body could not sustain such exhaustion on a daily basis. This is what drives my spirit to excel in school so that I could become anything I wish to be and not be forced to succumb to the powerful grips of hunger or to have to work at any cost in order to put food on the table, as my father has had to experience. When I left Puerto Rico and arrived to Miami, I had over two hundred dollars saved up. I gave this to my mother who could not accompany us because of the air fare costs. From then on, I have put my social life on hold and have focused on my studies as intense as a triathlon runner. I have received a congressional award for Most Improved Student of Miami, elected from my school Coral Reef Senior High. I was also hired as an Intern at the Securities and Exchange Commission; only three students in all of Miami-Dade County have had the privilege of saying that. FSU, a university that strives itself on the improvement of its students, both mentally and physically, is the place that may fully develop my raw potential for business and economics. Even though I have not been dealt the best set of cards, with the help of my "Virus" and Florida State University, I will finish the game winning the pot of happiness.
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Vires signifies strength, whether it is moral, intellectual, or physical. Apparent in my life, physical and intellectual strength appear to surpass. Overcoming a variety of injuries, as a part of pursuing competitive gymnastics, has helped me develop my overall physical strength. Through striving to be the greatest, I had the ability to conquer those injuries and achieve my personal goals. Along with being physically strong, I am capable of demonstrating intellectual strength. Reflected in my curricular selection and the academic grades I have received, my intellectual power portrays. Artes, expressed as the beauty of intellectual pursuits through skill and art, is evident in my life, but not in the average approach. Rather than being an artist or musician, my creativity and style portrays through my diving and gymnastics choreography. Elegance and grace are two important factors contributing to the artistic portion of a gymnastics routine and the completion of a springboard dive. The skill and artistic ability required in these aspects represent the significance of beauty. Character, embodied in the concept Mores, can signify various things for every person. My character is represented by trustworthiness, responsibility, and giving. I consider myself philanthropic. Spending nearly everyday helping elementary students and committing my time to raising money for various causes, such as for The Leukemia and Lymphoma Research, I am always volunteering out in the community. After helping to take care of a younger sibling, I have learned to become responsible in all my actions. In addition, experiencing the social life of a teenager has allowed me to become more trustworthy to everyone. With every experience, there comes a lesson, which continues to build my character.
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Virus signifies strength, whether it is moral, intellectual, or physical. Apparent in my life, physical and intellectual strength appear to surpass. Overcoming a variety of injuries, as a part of pursuing competitive gymnastics, has helped me develop my overall physical strength. Through striving to be the greatest, I had the ability to conquer those injuries and achieve my personal goals. Along with being physically strong, I am capable of demonstrating intellectual strength. Reflected in my curricular selection and the academic grades I have received, my intellectual power portrays. Arts, expressed as the beauty of intellectual pursuits through skill and art, is evident in my life, but not in the average approach. Rather than being an artist or musician, my creativity and style portrays through my diving and gymnastics choreography. Elegance and grace are two important factors contributing to the artistic portion of a gymnastics routine and the completion of a springboard dive. The skill and artistic ability required in these aspects represent the significance of beauty. Character, embodied in the concept Mores, can signify various things for every person. My character is represented by trustworthiness, responsibility, and giving. I consider myself philanthropic. Spending nearly everyday helping elementary students and committing my time to raising money for various causes, such as for The Leukemia and Lymphoma Research, I am always volunteering out in the community. After helping to take care of a younger sibling, I have learned to become responsible in all my actions. In addition, experiencing the social life of a teenager has allowed me to become more trustworthy to everyone. With every experience, there comes a lesson, which continues to build my character.
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