Throughout our lives, we have many experiences over time that shapes us into the people we are today. It makes us unique and separates us from the other seven billion people on this Earth. Each individual 's past helps shape them in a manner in which they arrange their future and accomplish their dreams. I am no different. Although I am one student out of many Questbridge applicants, my challenges have shaped me into a unique person and still affect my personal life along with my aspirations.
Growing up my parents were very supportive of my education. Every day I came home from school they made sure I did my homework and checked if I got in trouble at school. As time went on my sisters moved out of the house and the eldest went to go attend college at UC Santa Cruz. This is the first time I had ever learned about college and wanted to go. The ability to meet new people , stay at an astonishing
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My parents were constantly on my back and austere about the great affects high school education can have on a person’s life, and I felt an arduous amount of pressure for me to succeed. I joined multiple clubs and extracurricular in order to satisfy that pressure. I was in clubs that now do not exist at my high school and sometimes I had two meeting at the same time. It was always a diurnal routine. I would go to school attend, a club meeting, go to tennis, go to winter percussion after, arrive home, and do my homework in between. At home, my parents would lecture me about how even with my perfect A’s, I was an irresponsible person who colleges would not even consider. Because of this, I was extremely acquiesced when it came to school. Always accepting whatever my elders said quietly and without hesitance. It was not until Mr. Vang and Mrs. Ramirez came to me during their classes and explained to me that I had to mitigate my current situation. They told me to drop any activities I disliked and build on the ones I
When I was a young girl, my older brother always did very well in school and he and the rest of our family were always very proud of his work. As I grew older and noticed all of my brother’s achievements I decided that I wanted to not only achieve what he had, but to also achieve things that he had not. Because of this strive to reach and surpass the standards that my brother had set, I developed into a person with great determination. Throughout my life I have always set goals for myself and then did everything I could in order to meet those goals. This aspect of determination in my personality has allowed me to get to where I am today, a student of George Mason University. Whenever I am faced with an obstacle, such as a hard class, I make
Everyone has their goals in life but college is one of those methods used to fulfill those goals. College was always on my agenda. Before I was even born, my parents had created a new pathway solely for me. This road took me on a journey filled with motivation, anxiety, and gratitude that ended up taking me to college.
I was raised in an encouraging household where both of my parents greatly valued education. Although they were high school graduates, neither could afford to attend college; a combination of family and financial woes ultimately halted their path. As a result, my parents frequently reminded me that getting a good education meant better opportunities for my future. To my parents, that seemed to be the overarching goal: a better life for me than the one they had. My parents wanted me to excel and supported me financially and emotionally of which the former was something their parents were not able to provide. Their desire to facilitate a change in my destiny is one of many essential events that contributed to my world view.
As a young adult in high school I was given a lot of responsibility along with peer pressure to exceed my family’s principles. The first day of high school as a freshman, was overwhelming, stressful, and full of anxiety. I felt as if I had no one to count on including my family and friends. Felt alone most of the time and didn’t unspoke about problems that began to bother me emotionally, physically, and mentally. My problems arose freshman through sophomore year. I reached a point where I could no longer keep this a secret.
I grew up in a household where my mom was a high school graduate but had a baby so she was not able to go to school, and my dad was a high school dropout. So the pressure of going to college was very high. My parent would want me to join every club and expect the best grades possible. They didn’t want me to do like them and miss the opportunities and chances I had, they wanted me to do better than them. You get to have that fresh new start, get to meet new people, and also gain independence. Parents always want their kids to do great and strive for their
Entering my first year into high school my mind was juvenile I was not yet adjusted to the high school atmosphere. At the time I was still worried about the little things in school such as friends and associates. My first priority was never my work; it used to be entertainment over all. Along that came with my priorities came procrastination and that led to me delaying my assignments hoping for a teacher to give me a "second chance". Forthcoming, at the end of the second quarter my ninth grade year I received a rude awakening.
I developed my own influences to attend college that were positive and negative. My biggest internal push towards attending college was to make my parents proud. My parents are people who have been through so much in order to watch me succeed and I want to make all their effort worthwhile
Every person has the ability to find a solution to a problem, nevertheless some people are better at solving non-personal problems than a personal problem. When I evaluate my problem-solving ability I conclude that I am better at solving personal problems than non-personal problems, but I also believe it 's difficult to solve personal problems; since those problems deals with my feelings. However, I solve this kind of problem better because the solution will affect my life therefore, this are more important. Non-personal problems are easier to solve for me, because I can find a solution without overthinking. For example, if I am in a situation where my family or I can be affected by the decision, is more likely that I would take longer to find a solution because I will analyze every benefit and risk I am about to experience. In other hand, if the problem has nothing to be with me, I would solve it without thinking too much. The process of solving a non-personal problem is easier and faster, but it 's not always the best option to obtain a good solution.
I see my life as a series of experiences that build upon one another and, through my hard work and determination, lead to overall long and short term goals that I have set for myself. There are thousands upon thousands of things that affect my life both directly and indirectly all of which have varying degrees of influence on me. Three areas of my life that most certainly have had a profound impact on me are scholarship, spiritual formation, and service. These three areas have affected me positively, and have motivated me to pursue higher levels of education, and have challenged me to set my lifetime goals higher. Though I'm not exactly sure where I will end up in life, I know that if I let my academics, spirituality, and service guide me, I will end up somewhere that I want to be.
My parents always encouraged me to strive for the best, so when they noticed my mediocre grades and lack of motivation in high school they were not happy with me and always reminded me to be grateful for the opportunities in front of me. Imagine the “when I was your age…” speech on steroids. Truth is I was unmotivated; no subject sparked my interest and the only subject that I had some remote interest in was medicine/healthcare. So when my senior year rolled
My parents have this perfect life for me pictured in their heads, and the first thing they see me doing is going to college. They expect the best of me, and so by going to college, I will not only have fulfilled their goals for me, but I will have accomplished one of the goals I have set for myself. In our culture, when parents come to the age where they can’t support themselves, it is the duty of the children to look after them.
I started college ten years ago with the hopes of graduating back in 2010. That dream was derailed multiple times due to my life being “more about the past than their future,” (Palahniuk, 1999, p. 117) but in the fall of 2015, I started for a third time and proved to myself that I do have the determination to continue this dream. As for my parents, they’ve helped support me each time I tried my hand at school. They are the first people I’ve called after receiving a grade on a tough exam or assignment I’ve worked hours on, they’ve let me read them papers or presentations for opinions on flow and content, and they encourage me to try my hardest, to never give up. I would love to repay their hours of support by finishing my bachelors for them
As I entered high school the pressure to succeed and live up to my parent’s expectations increased. I joined clubs that my parents approved of, I took classes that would look good on my transcript, and I studied 24/7 to keep a good GPA. Seeing the people around me happy and proud of me was a good feeling. I stayed up all night just so I could study and get good grades that would make my family and teachers proud. Junior year I never got more than four hours of sleep a night. I was a zombie just going through the motions of life. As I began to look for colleges, the pressure to be #1 grew. My parents took me on countless college tours, thirty seven to be exact, in order to find the “right school for me.” My parents drove me around the country visiting tons of top engineering schools. Occasionally we would visit schools I wanted to visit. But every visit went the same. If my parents chose the school they smiled the whole tour and spent the car ride home talking about how great it was. If it was a school I chose
I could have been a super senior or a drop out altogether. I could have been a father struggling with finances. I could have been a drug addict and not be writing this three page essay that ruins weekends, and for that I am thankful that my dad didn’t let things slide that weren’t right. I am kind of happy he threatened me with military school when I was in middle school, I was a handful, I would get kicked out of class constantly but I stayed in school, years later I would be walking down my high school football stadium class of 2016 for my graduation, both my parents stressed it that it was the utmost importance to graduate, both my mother and father pushed me to get good enough grades to graduate. My dad would try to teach me math, I hated math so much it was my least favorite subject, I was more of a history type of guy. He would try his best to help me in school, but i just needed the motivation to get me started, I personally didn’t think i would graduate high school, he gave me the courage to do so, it was a requirement to him, I see some kids drop out or go to adult school to get a G.E.D but having a high school degree was better, I still got to enjoy my years as a teen, having fun with friends, hanging out, I just had to follow certain guidelines to not get me into trouble. In highschool I was never a bad kid though, it was in middle school I was a little shit who thought i runned things but no, my dad was the big boss. The most i probably got in trouble was when I came home really late around 12:00 AM with my girlfriend, but he wasn’t mad at the fact I was out with her very late, it was the fact that I didn’t let him know where I was, he started to loosen his grip about me going out slowly over my four years in highschool, I just needed to tell him I was getting home late, and there shouldn’t be a problem what so ever. Even when I go party my dad wants me to be safe, I tell him who I go with and
After graduating high school I went to college and this was a very exciting time for my occupation as a student. It was a different experience, I was more comfortable with the language, I had the freedom of picking my own classes, my own schedule and even the professors. So even though my occupation good more challenging and I had to work part time I was very motivated and proud to be a college