College Essay Final

Yale University (#1 In photography)

In this second essay, Please reflect on something you would like us to know about you that we might not learn from the rest of your application, or on something about which you would like to say more. You may write about anything—from personal experiences or interests to intellectual pursuits.

        

“Hello?”

“Can I talk to your mom?”  Said the utterly noticeable voice of my uncle

As I gave the phone to my mom I knew something was wrong, Her mouth dropped from the moment she got the phone. “Mikayla and Skylar go upstairs now.”  She hissed. My sister and I went upstairs; I began pondering what could have aroused my mother that way. Upset enough to send us away from Christmas dinner. I sat at the top of the stairs attempting to listen to the situation. All I heard was crying everyone was in tears. I was so confused at what could have possibly made them so upset. My dad came upstairs to tuck my sister and I in. The next day my parents wouldn't even look at me. I went off to my friends, still distracted. That night I got the news.

         Christmas day 2008, my cousin Cory was cooking Christmas breakfast when his friends asked for him to come and pick them up. Abandoning the breakfast and leaving it to my uncle Randall he did. He was on his way home with a car full of teenagers. That’s when it happened he hit black ice. Unable to control the car he hit a tree. Cory Taylor was pronounced dead at the scene, December 25, 2008. My cousin was gone.

        

         Cory was like the brother I never had.  We always had the best times. Playing with the dog, tickle fights, hiking and running from their chickens.  My clearest memory with him was the time we were playing basketball to help him prepare for his game the next day. Cory and I invited his brother Cody out to join us. The time we got to spend together was special and rare. Now I was 4,439 miles and he was gone. Attending his funeral wasn't an option for me. I didn't have that closure. This was the first death I ever went through, I don’t know how to react. I was only 10 and I lost the closest thing I had to a brother.

         I lost my way. I looked up to him as a role model. Eventually I could dry up my tears and see clearly. It was time to take opportunities. I couldn't live in the past. Ever since that realization I have always lived in the moment. I will not waste my days on humdrum everyday activities. Let my feelings mellow out. I will always remember why I am stronger. I will also always take risks.

            Now, I take chances when I get the chance. No matter how scared I get I am too afraid to miss an opportunity. Life is so fragile don’t underestimate it. It takes an emotional toll on everyone. Live while you can. Take all the chances you get. Never miss an opportunity. Most importantly, shoot for the stars.

WORD CHOICE OLYMPICS

Word choice Olympics 

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Its been 9 months of lingering tears and restless nights. Missing your dad is a thing you fear will happen. April 3, 2102 is just another day for the scotch kids. After a extensive day at school they are ready to go home. Walking to the hot tar basket ball courts they begin looking for that characteristic periwinkle mini van. Instead they see a tall male dressed in his blan uniform. Clacking heels and dropping bags they run to him. 

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Another night goes by that her husband doesn't come home until 2am. She becomes tired of these supposed “ overtimes “. Coincidentally she obliterates to take her Butripyline. its 1:47 and he should be home soon. Scatter brained she comes across the fatal pistol. A greedy idea comes to mind. She wipes the gun of all print and get gloves from below the sink. He opens the slowly to ensure to not wake up his wife. Little does he know…

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Hours of dedication comes down their back and neck. Its game time. All this hard work is finally about to prove itself. Raine and Bryce are stoked for this tournament against the Tanks. The tanks are the most petrifying all women's team in the whole state. Last 2 minutes of the game and they are tied. Tammy from the tanks serves the ball. Raine dives, going upward Bryce jumps and spikes the volleyball. In a moment of cheer we celebrate. 

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Patrick and taylor are best friends. little does patrick know, taylor covertly likes him. One day he shares his PB&J sandwich with taylor and he says he would do anything for her. After school she runs to the meadow through the off put forest near her backyard. She begins gathering 1 flower for every time he says “I love you”. 

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Junior year has been dreading and appalling. The drama and hatred of teachers is a lot to keep up with along side school work. Summer is here and we can finally stay up late and spend time with friends. Nichole plans a trip to the beach to embody their experiences.There is no time for sunscreen and setting up. Tossing their beach bags and towels aside they run toward the summer of 2016, The concluding summer of high school. 

College Prompt Rough

Please reflect on something you would like us to know about you that we might not learn from the rest of your application, or on something about which you would like to say more. You may write about anything—from personal experiences or interests to intellectual pursuits.

“Hello?” 

“Can I talk to your mom?”  Said the utterly noticeable voice of my uncle 

As I gave the phone to my mom I knew something was wrong, my uncle didn't have time to even say he loved me? Her mouth dropped from the moment she got the phone. “Mikayla and Skylar go upstairs now.” Me and my sister Skylar went upstairs,  I began pondering the topics that could of aroused my mother to send us away from christmas dinner, I drew a blank. Trying to ease drop I heard crying, everyone was in tears. My parents told us to just sleep, it was late and we had school. I was so confused at what could of possibly made them so upset. The next day my parents wouldn't even look at me. I went off to schools distracted. That night I got the news.

Christmas day 2008, My cousin cory was cooking christmas breakfast when his friends asked for him to come and pick them up. Abandoning the breakfast and leaving it to my uncle Randall he did. Thats when it happened, He hit a block ice. Unable to control the car he hit a tree. Cory Taylor, Pronounced dead at the scene; December 25, 2008. My cousin was like a big brother to me.

When I lived in Ohio going to visit my family was the best. They had this amazing pool with a basketball hoop on the side and plenty of floats. We always had the best times. Playing with the dog, chester. He has this snake i used to watch him feed it. Tickle fights, hiking in the back and running from their chickens. It was our boding time but now I was 4,439 miles and he was gone. Attending his funeral wasn't an option conserving school and finical but it was the first death I ever went through. I was only 10 and I lost my “brother”. It was the hardest thing I could imagine happening. 

I lost my way. I looked up to him as a role model. Eventually I could dry up my tears and see clearly. It was time to take opportunities. He was 18, A freshman in college. His time was up, all life-fulling opportunities were gone. My cousin meant everything to me. Even today, 6 years later i still cry when i talk about him. Its a very sensitive topic for me. I not only lost my cousin that day,  I lost my since to control my emotions. Ever since I haven't been able to Control my feeling when that subject arouses.  

Now, I take chances when I get the chance. Even if it is scary. I a afraid to miss an opportunity. Life is so fragile, Don’t taint it. It takes an emotional toll on everyone. Live while you can. Take all the chances you get. Never miss an opportunity. Most importantly, shoot for the stars. 

College Prompts

Yale University ( #1 In photography) 

In this second essay, please reflect on something you would like us to know about you that we might not learn from the rest of your application, or on something about which you would like to say more. You may write about anything—from personal experiences or interests to intellectual pursuits.

University of Florida

We often hear the phrase "the good life." In fact, the University of Florida's common course required of all undergraduate students is titled "What is the Good Life?". The concept of "the good life" can be interpreted in many different ways depending upon the experiences, values and aspirations of each individual.

In a concise narrative, describe your notion of "the good life." How will your undergraduate experience at the University of Florida prepare you to live "the good 

life”?

University of southern California 

500-700 words (choose one):

- The 18th century French philosopher Denis Diderot said, "Only passions, great passions can elevate the soul to great things." Describe one of your passions and reflect on how it has contributed to your personal growth.

- Thomas Edison failed many times before successfully inventing the modern electric lightbulb. He said, "If I find 10,000 ways something won't work, I haven't failed. I am not discouraged, because every wrong attempt discarded is a step forward." Reflect on an accomplishment you achieved in an unlikely way.

- Newton's First Law of Motion states that an object in motion tends to stay in motion in the same direction unless acted upon by an external force. Tell us about an external influence (a person, an event, etc.) that affected you and how it caused you to change direction.

Final: Coming Of Age

Here I am once again, I have this sick feeling in my stomach. I have a feeling its gonna be around for awhile this time. My parents brought me to breakfast, For what?  To drop a bomb on me in public so I can’t make a scene. I’m moving. This time it’s less than three months away. My parents are just acting like it’s not a big deal, just another casual breakfast. It’s not a normal breakfast, my life in Hawaii swirls around my head. Normally, I would be used to this, even expecting it. But I have been here for six years. It’s longer than I have been anywhere, Leaving just seems so foreign. I get nervous. I just started to get really comfortable. What am I suppose to do now? Start all over? That makes my stomach churn.The thing is, I don’t know how to stop it. 

Telling my best friend was the worst thing I have done. I cried and she cried. I am usually insensitive to these things. But with Taylor, it seems like the typical sad ending to a movie we both knew that needed to end. My best friend, of six years is about to be 4,644 miles away from each other. Without her, I am just, I am going to be so lost. She is irreplaceable, my other half.  I can’t just move on. As all these thoughts run through my head I get dizzy. Realizing these things don’t come so naturally anymore. Now I remember, There are other to inform.

It’s later that night and now I am in bed. Being alone allows my mind to roam freely. I get this funny feeling. My nose starts tickling and my eyes start watering. I know where this is headed, it seems like all I do lately. I started balling, my eyes get red and Irritated. I am loosing my breath. I call for my dad. Embracing in the tightest hug, burying my face in his chest.  This is my attempt to calm myself down but for some reason all I can do is cry more. My dad tries to makes me laugh in attempt to stop the crying. It doesn't work. Out of weary he calls for my mom. I am in a full fled panic attack. My heart is racing, My body begins to tremble and I am gasping for air. But then, it stops.

Over the days I slowly begin to realize all the possibilities here. I’m getting a new house, new neighborhood and a new school.  It cant be that bad, Right?  I’m a media kid, I have social media to stay connected. I have summer to mac flight back and see my friends.  There are to many great things that will be opportune to change about my personality and appearance. Nobody knows my back story, the mistakes I've made. I have a fresh start waiting for me and it’s waiting for me. 

Although I used to be accustomed to this, it seems like a new ordeal. Moving is now scary. It wasn't like this before. I am gaining yet another experience. This is when I realize I have experienced more than most teenagers. Being a part of this environment with all the hello’s and goodbyes is not ideal but it makes us appreciate what we have. Being in a military family has impacted every aspect of my life.  All of these things remind me that I am coming of age. 

Blog Revision

Blog Revision

My Blog revision reveals more of me. The deeper side of who I am. My header title is “A Thought in time”. This is because Everything is just a thought but in that moment you are capturing it. It doesn't last forever. It is either a passing thought or goes on to be something much bigger. But on my blog. I write my thoughts. My background is a black and white map. Much like me. I am very dull, crumpled even. I am useful with somethings but other I am just useless. I am not an open book, I wont reveal my color easily when I could just keep things to myself. If you look closely you can see the bigger picture to me. 

Mini Essay

Hawaii, a place to relax and have no worries. commercials and tourist bring back this positive aspect of Hawaii yet they don’t see the imperfections. On and average Hawaii has 68 nonresidential deaths a year. On top of that 8280 injuries. These tourist are not understanding the risk they are taking and what can be in store for them next. Individuals have a big impact to the reason why they get injured. People should be aware that they are trespassing at their own risks, ignoring the safety precautions, and of course testing their own limits, which can lead them to injury or even death.

Hawaii may be a lovely place to go adventuring but danger signs are there for a reason. Those who take that risk to get that one “once in a lifetime” photo need to realize they are risking ending that once in a life they have. July 15th, 2011 A Californian tourist was witnessed dancing around a blowhole. then struck from behind by a wave and knocking into the blowhole. Even after a man disappeared, days later many more were reported around the blowhole despite the tragic man vanishing. It is the tourist responsibility to evaluate the location and stay cautious.

It is the tourist responsibility to evaluate the location and stay cautious. Hawaii shouldn't have to “baby-sit” those too stupid to realize something is dangerous.Non-residents have their own impact on their own injuries. They are accountable for their own safety. Being aware of your surroundings and limits are important. Lack of that end with injury and possibly even death.