College Admissions Essay: What Makes Me Happy With Myself
Life is all about finding your way and what makes you happy with yourself, many people call this the pursuit of happiness. Every human being will experience this at some point in their life, I experienced this at the age of 15 when I lived in Washington State attending Steilacoom High School. I wanted to play basketball but my grades were not acceptable to my dad, so I couldn’t play until I got them up. Basketball has always been a great passion of mine since I was 7 years old, I kept telling my dad that I was going to go to college and play for the University of Louisville, but he told me it was going to be hard if i can’t keep my grades up. English has never been my strongest subject but at that moment I was going to make it my strongest. My dad has always told me that nothing will ever be handed to me in life,
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and that if I wanted something to go get it and to just not sit around to wait for something to happen. Life is as stressful as you make it and by me not doing my school work the first time around I made myself stress out. If I would’ve shown more acts of physical asceticism I wouldn’t be in this mess. Life is game and you just have to find your part in it and play it the best you can.
When I first started playing basketball competitively I was to overwrought to play in the first quarter. I was so afraid that I was going to fail and be made fun of because of it, but when I got put in the game it wasn’t so bad. Ever since this day I was very flamboyant, and knew I wanted to play basketball for the rest of my life. To me basketball is more than just a sport, it’s a passion almost like it’s a living organism. “ Why do you want to play basketball,” my dad asked me. “ I feel that basketball is apart of my nature and is something in life I should strive for instead of sitting around waiting for something to happen,” I answered in return. From that point on I spent countless hours in the gym everyday trying increase my skill level and my basketball IQ. Only one problem stood in the way, I can’t have basketball and bad grades they just don’t go together. Only grade I needed to get up was my English grade, and I knew it wasn’t going to be easy.
Whenever someone asks what’s my strongest subjects in school, I can easily say math and science. On the other is my weakest subject, English. English class has always been a struggle of mine due to the fact that I don’t know how to centralize my ideas in an essay. When I try to write an essay my ideas are all over the place, sometimes my teacher’s call some comments fatuous due to their placement. I don’t really like to be forced to learn new words by taking vocab quizzes or doing it in class, I prefer to let them come naturally. I knew what I had to do so I can play basketball and that’s what I intended to do. Every night I would practice vocabulary words so I can get use to hearing them, then I would attempt to use them around the house so I could know the meaning. Before every essay I wrote I would do a very detailed pre-write. My dad saw improvement and so did my teacher, I was very proud of myself and intended to continue to do this so I could get back on the court quicker. My dad has always had such a big impact on my life, because he has always said he wants me to be greater than him.
My dad once told me that, “a man’s word is more than promise, dollar, or house, once you go back on your word you go back on yourself.” I have tried to live by that ever since, that’s why when I tell someone that I’m going to get something down I do it.
A father’s advice is something that can’t be bought only taught to the youth through experience. I would always get upbraided for wanting to sit around the house and wait for something to come my way instead of working for it. My father would always kick me and brothers out of the house for the day during the summer, this was to get us to go do something with our friends and to get fresh air. I was starting to get the reasons behind his actions, he was attempting to get us to see that there is more to life than sitting inside playing video games and watching tv. Everyday I would be the first one out of the house to play basketball with my friends and to see what life had in stored for me. My father is what helped me get my head straight and assisted me in finding what I wanted to do in life. Even though dads can be strict they have a point and a reason behind everything, even yelling at you for your
grades.
What makes you happy, money, shoes, how about nice car? These are all expendable things that can easily be replaced by a new one or something else. Many people find their happiness elsewhere like me, I found my happiness in basketball at the age of 7. I was forced to take a break from it though, due to my English grade being pretty embarrassing. My dad has always tried to give me basic knowledge I need for life and to prepare me for what is to come. Life is as stressful as you make it to be, your decision to every situation has an after effect weather it is negative or positive. Life is like a basketball game almost, you win some and you lose some, but you never give up after. The pursuit of happiness is an ongoing cycle that will happen everyday weather we see it or not, just have to let people find their own way.
and that if I wanted something to go get it and to just not sit around to wait for something to happen. Life is as stressful as you make it and by me not doing my school work the first time around I made myself stress out. If I would’ve shown more acts of physical asceticism I wouldn’t be in this mess. Life is game and you just have to find your part in it and play it the best you can.
When I first started playing basketball competitively I was to overwrought to play in the first quarter. I was so afraid that I was going to fail and be made fun of because of it, but when I got put in the game it wasn’t so bad. Ever since this day I was very flamboyant, and knew I wanted to play basketball for the rest of my life. To me basketball is more than just a sport, it’s a passion almost like it’s a living organism. “ Why do you want to play basketball,” my dad asked me. “ I feel that basketball is apart of my nature and is something in life I should strive for instead of sitting around waiting for something to happen,” I answered in return. From that point on I spent countless hours in the gym everyday trying increase my skill level and my basketball IQ. Only one problem stood in the way, I can’t have basketball and bad grades they just don’t go together. Only grade I needed to get up was my English grade, and I knew it wasn’t going to be easy.
Whenever someone asks what’s my strongest subjects in school, I can easily say math and science. On the other is my weakest subject, English. English class has always been a struggle of mine due to the fact that I don’t know how to centralize my ideas in an essay. When I try to write an essay my ideas are all over the place, sometimes my teacher’s call some comments fatuous due to their placement. I don’t really like to be forced to learn new words by taking vocab quizzes or doing it in class, I prefer to let them come naturally. I knew what I had to do so I can play basketball and that’s what I intended to do. Every night I would practice vocabulary words so I can get use to hearing them, then I would attempt to use them around the house so I could know the meaning. Before every essay I wrote I would do a very detailed pre-write. My dad saw improvement and so did my teacher, I was very proud of myself and intended to continue to do this so I could get back on the court quicker. My dad has always had such a big impact on my life, because he has always said he wants me to be greater than him.
My dad once told me that, “a man’s word is more than promise, dollar, or house, once you go back on your word you go back on yourself.” I have tried to live by that ever since, that’s why when I tell someone that I’m going to get something down I do it.
A father’s advice is something that can’t be bought only taught to the youth through experience. I would always get upbraided for wanting to sit around the house and wait for something to come my way instead of working for it. My father would always kick me and brothers out of the house for the day during the summer, this was to get us to go do something with our friends and to get fresh air. I was starting to get the reasons behind his actions, he was attempting to get us to see that there is more to life than sitting inside playing video games and watching tv. Everyday I would be the first one out of the house to play basketball with my friends and to see what life had in stored for me. My father is what helped me get my head straight and assisted me in finding what I wanted to do in life. Even though dads can be strict they have a point and a reason behind everything, even yelling at you for your
grades.
What makes you happy, money, shoes, how about nice car? These are all expendable things that can easily be replaced by a new one or something else. Many people find their happiness elsewhere like me, I found my happiness in basketball at the age of 7. I was forced to take a break from it though, due to my English grade being pretty embarrassing. My dad has always tried to give me basic knowledge I need for life and to prepare me for what is to come. Life is as stressful as you make it to be, your decision to every situation has an after effect weather it is negative or positive. Life is like a basketball game almost, you win some and you lose some, but you never give up after. The pursuit of happiness is an ongoing cycle that will happen everyday weather we see it or not, just have to let people find their own way.