College Application Essay

 

For many, there are a few key incidences, or experiences that define their simple lives. But, for me, every moment of my life defines who I am. When I was born, I did not cry, I simply demanded “I need all these people away from me!” When I was one I could already speak seven languages fluently. When I was five I had designed an upscale sky scraper that contributed to the New York sky line. When I was ten I composed my eighth symphony and earned my pilots license. In my middle school years, I starred in my school play. The play was Annie. I have blonde straight hair. I also have parents. My performance was praised by critics around the world for being “The best portrayal of Annie since the original.” In grade eight I stepped back from the fast-paced life style and learned to enjoy the simple things in life. In English class, I wrote sonnets. In gym class, I ran just for the sake of running. In art class, I drew for hours on end, just because I could. In my spare time I went into the woods behind my house to make friends with all the woodland creatures and whistle joyous tunes back and fourth with the mocking jays. After my relaxing year, I got back into the swing of things. The start of high school brought new friends, new opportunities, and a new me. Throwing myself into everything I did. Managing to end piracy in Somalia by the end of my first semester, I also received my babysitting certificate in my grade nine year. I was playing in a jazz band in Switzerland, playing on the top girls’ hockey team in Canada, playing with boys’ hearts, and playing with all the children in the local orphanage. I had a real connection with them because of my role as Annie. At the end of the second semester of grade ten, my Roll up the Rim ratio was 194/38.Tim Horton’s changed their name to Ailsa Craig’s after that, arguably the greatest moment in Canadian History. I really gained momentum in the eleventh grade. I was the president of many school clubs, I was the president of the 4H club in town, and I was the president of the United States of America. I was voted class valedictorian, even though I wasn’t even graduating for another year. Now that I’m in my senior year of high school, the “real world” starts to set in along with its frustrations and pressures. And my first step in the “real world” is attending your college.