College Admissions Essay: My Junior Year Of High School

In my Junior year of high school, I hit a breaking point -- an emotional, existential crisis in which I was completely lost mentally and physically. I questioned my future with little fate in my abilities. At the time, I wasn’t doing so hot in my classes. A year prior, I had qualified for a conglomeration of nearly full AP/IB classes in history, English, and fine art classes that challenged. I’ve always been fascinated with history, literature, and writing. For years, I aspired to be a poet; but I never had a solid inspiration to look up because I had a heavy dissatisfaction with the poetry that we were introduced to in humanities class throughout middle school. However, during the second quarter of my Junior year, I found my inspiration that would change my perspective on virtually every aspect of my life. On November 8th, I had just gotten home from school. It was a Friday, and I had no plans to do anything later in the day with how exhausted I was. I decided to lay out on the couch in the living room and watch whatever looked interesting on Netflix. After briefly exploring movie titles, I found a film by Oliver Stone titled The Doors. Interesting, as I had just listened to a few of their songs days prior. I’ve always enjoyed learning about 60’s music, so I figured I’d give it

Every single biography I could get my hands on about The Doors, I read. I jotted down every notion that included Morrison’s reading list from The Birth of Tragedy and the Case of Wagner by Friedrich Nietzsche to The Outsider by Colin Wilson. I read everything I could on Greek mythology and tragedies (I topic I once found boring, as I was much more fond of Roman mythology throughout my youth). I read poems from famous poets such as William Blake, Arthur Rimbaud, William Yeats, and Rupert Brooke. Every moment of class during my second semester, I spent with my nose in a book or exploring articles on Wikipedia that correlated with Jim