College Admissions Essay-Personal Narrative Of My Life
The Arts have called my name for as long as I can remember. As a child, I dabbled in any intensively creative and performative thing that was in the immediate vicinity. I would go around telling all my peers that when I grew up, I was going to have any one of a number of extravagant careers: I would promise to become a famous actress on Monday, declare myself a world-class musician on Wednesday and swear to grow to be a best-selling novelist by Friday. The Arts, and all they encompassed, were my first love. It only seemed natural to me, like eating or blinking, that my life should be dedicated to the very thing that made me the happiest. I finally took my ambitions to heart my first year of high school, where I eagerly sought out beginning
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I was mortified, unable to even muster the courage to look my chorus teacher in the eye for several days afterward. I nearly developed a fear of entering the performing arts building and I avoided the stage as much as I possibly could for the next few weeks. It wasn’t until several weeks later, while engaged in a lighthearted conversation with a few fellow theatre classmates, that I even discussed my audition with anyone. They mentioned to me that they had all also auditioned for Into the Woods, and I, half-joking, half-terrified, asked them if they saw me choke up on stage, to which they all had the exact same response:
“You auditioned?”
Immediately after, they all launched into their own stories of horrific audition experiences, each worse than the last.
I took away quite a few lessons from that day: for example, that there is no better defense against stage fright than actual, adequate preparation and that you shouldn’t be afraid of failure because it means that you tried something new. Undoubtedly, these were very valuable lessons for me to learn, albeit hard to swallow at first; but the most important lesson I learned was the most shocking of all: no one is going to remember the time when you screwed up because they were too busy worrying about people remembering when they screwed up.
There is absolutely no reason to be afraid or ashamed of the work you put out there if you tried your
I was mortified, unable to even muster the courage to look my chorus teacher in the eye for several days afterward. I nearly developed a fear of entering the performing arts building and I avoided the stage as much as I possibly could for the next few weeks. It wasn’t until several weeks later, while engaged in a lighthearted conversation with a few fellow theatre classmates, that I even discussed my audition with anyone. They mentioned to me that they had all also auditioned for Into the Woods, and I, half-joking, half-terrified, asked them if they saw me choke up on stage, to which they all had the exact same response:
“You auditioned?”
Immediately after, they all launched into their own stories of horrific audition experiences, each worse than the last.
I took away quite a few lessons from that day: for example, that there is no better defense against stage fright than actual, adequate preparation and that you shouldn’t be afraid of failure because it means that you tried something new. Undoubtedly, these were very valuable lessons for me to learn, albeit hard to swallow at first; but the most important lesson I learned was the most shocking of all: no one is going to remember the time when you screwed up because they were too busy worrying about people remembering when they screwed up.
There is absolutely no reason to be afraid or ashamed of the work you put out there if you tried your