College Admissions Essay: The Best Part Of My Life
Since I was born, an abundance of significant things happened to me. It started off as me being born and eventually taking my very first steps. After that, my life was like a roller coaster! When my Mom was in the military, we moved around a lot, we discovered a lot of new places and meet a lot of new people. When I moved to Virginia it started to feel like my life was actually starting to begin. When I started Middle School, I got braces, I met some friends and then I eventually started High School! But that wasn’t the best part of my life, the best part of my life is when I got accepted into the college of my dreams!
When I started my senior year, I knew it was time to start a new chapter in my life, it was time to break out of my comfort zone and go out into the real world and meet some new people. It was time to start applying to colleges. I knew immediately that I wanted to apply to Radford University, it was on the top of my lists. Ever since my older sister went to Radford, I always knew that this was the best choice for me. I applied to Radford in November, I wanted to apply early, so I could increase my chances of getting in. Before I started the application process, I wanted to make sure I wrote a killer personal essay so the admissions …show more content…
office can get a better understanding of me. I got my Dad and my best friend to look over my paper a million times. I wanted to make sure my paper was phenomenal!
After I applied, I was excited that I applied for college for the first time!
I was eager to go and explore the world by myself for the first time. I was so excited I was trembling, I was biting my nails in frustration. I was praying that I would open the mailbox and a huge white envelope would be in there. I checked the mailbox day after day, night after night and there was still no mail from Radford! I started contemplating if going to college was the right thing to do. As each day went by, questions started to circulate me. I started to think, “I'm not cut out for this, I'm not smart for this, I can't make it in college, what have I've done!” The best thing for me to do was to throw myself in my pillow and just
cry.
After a month went by, I decided that I should just wait patiently and try to relax instead of stressing myself out. I thought it would be better if I applied to other colleges, just in case I didn’t get into the college of my dreams. I applied to Virginia State University, Ferrum College and Northern Community College (NOVA), but those colleges didn’t seem to click to me. As January rolled back, I finally got a letter back from Radford, it wasn’t in a big envelope, my heart felt like it was gonna fall out, I could see my future slipping away in just by looking at that envelope. When I opened the letter I was put on the waitlist, I felt like the waitlist was just another way of saying I didn’t get in. I started to feel like I was a failure, I went on a full rampage, I ripped the envelope up into a million of pieces, I started to break everything in sight, I even broke my new laptop my parents got me for Christmas. I was devastated.
A few months has gone by since my latest catastrophe and I was doing okay, I got accepted to all the other universities I applied too, so that was good. In March, I got a letter in the mail from Radford asking if I wanted to stay on the waitlist, I went to the link they provided for me and I checked yes to stay on the waitlist, I wouldn’t hear back either late May or early June. I was still very anxious though. When April came by, I still haven’t heard anything from Radford, one day, when I was checking the mail for the millionth time, I opened the mailbox and saw a big white envelope, I thought it was either from my Mom or my sister so I didn’t jump for joy. When I pulled the envelope out of the mailbox and turned it over, it said, “Congratulations, you’re officially a Highlander” I jumped for joy! I ran back into the house and shoved the envelope in my Mom face showing her I got accepted, we both hugged and jumped for joy. I was so happy that I finally got accepted into the school of my dreams, I couldn’t believe it, I was stunned. The first thing I did was to call my dad and tell him the good news, he was really proud of me and I was proud of myself.
When I started my senior year, I knew it was time to start a new chapter in my life, it was time to break out of my comfort zone and go out into the real world and meet some new people. It was time to start applying to colleges. I knew immediately that I wanted to apply to Radford University, it was on the top of my lists. Ever since my older sister went to Radford, I always knew that this was the best choice for me. I applied to Radford in November, I wanted to apply early, so I could increase my chances of getting in. Before I started the application process, I wanted to make sure I wrote a killer personal essay so the admissions …show more content…
office can get a better understanding of me. I got my Dad and my best friend to look over my paper a million times. I wanted to make sure my paper was phenomenal!
After I applied, I was excited that I applied for college for the first time!
I was eager to go and explore the world by myself for the first time. I was so excited I was trembling, I was biting my nails in frustration. I was praying that I would open the mailbox and a huge white envelope would be in there. I checked the mailbox day after day, night after night and there was still no mail from Radford! I started contemplating if going to college was the right thing to do. As each day went by, questions started to circulate me. I started to think, “I'm not cut out for this, I'm not smart for this, I can't make it in college, what have I've done!” The best thing for me to do was to throw myself in my pillow and just
cry.
After a month went by, I decided that I should just wait patiently and try to relax instead of stressing myself out. I thought it would be better if I applied to other colleges, just in case I didn’t get into the college of my dreams. I applied to Virginia State University, Ferrum College and Northern Community College (NOVA), but those colleges didn’t seem to click to me. As January rolled back, I finally got a letter back from Radford, it wasn’t in a big envelope, my heart felt like it was gonna fall out, I could see my future slipping away in just by looking at that envelope. When I opened the letter I was put on the waitlist, I felt like the waitlist was just another way of saying I didn’t get in. I started to feel like I was a failure, I went on a full rampage, I ripped the envelope up into a million of pieces, I started to break everything in sight, I even broke my new laptop my parents got me for Christmas. I was devastated.
A few months has gone by since my latest catastrophe and I was doing okay, I got accepted to all the other universities I applied too, so that was good. In March, I got a letter in the mail from Radford asking if I wanted to stay on the waitlist, I went to the link they provided for me and I checked yes to stay on the waitlist, I wouldn’t hear back either late May or early June. I was still very anxious though. When April came by, I still haven’t heard anything from Radford, one day, when I was checking the mail for the millionth time, I opened the mailbox and saw a big white envelope, I thought it was either from my Mom or my sister so I didn’t jump for joy. When I pulled the envelope out of the mailbox and turned it over, it said, “Congratulations, you’re officially a Highlander” I jumped for joy! I ran back into the house and shoved the envelope in my Mom face showing her I got accepted, we both hugged and jumped for joy. I was so happy that I finally got accepted into the school of my dreams, I couldn’t believe it, I was stunned. The first thing I did was to call my dad and tell him the good news, he was really proud of me and I was proud of myself.