People claim that high school is the most memorable time of one’s life. However, the past four years have hardly been memorable; in fact, they have been the haziest years yet. For most of my peers, high school has become a second home, fondly called Baron Country. To me, it is a factory where the next batch of undergraduates are assembled, packaged, and shipped to various colleges and universities throughout the United States. For the past four years, I...

I have always found myself stuck in the middle when it comes to academic interests. Simply put, I love both the sciences and the language arts. These dual passions have gradually led to an interest in psychology and human behavior. What I love about psychology is that it is both objective and subjective. For example, abnormal behavior may be explained in terms of hormone imbalances, but such an answer isn’t always helpful or satisfying; studying the biological causes of...

I had not always loved the humanities. In fact, my passion has always been with the sciences. Ever since I was four, I wanted to become a doctor. In school, I hungered to learn everything from animals to planets. Then, I met my seventh grade English teacher. Known for her critical eye and fervent use of red ink, Mrs. Schwafaty-Carrier had her students write papers ranging from narratives to literary analyses. Through these assignments, writing became another passion. With her...

I had not always loved the humanities. In fact, my passion has always been with the sciences. Ever since I was four, I wanted to become a doctor. In school, I hungered to learn everything from animals to planets. Then, I met my seventh grade English teacher. Known for her critical eye and fervent use of red ink, Mrs. Schwafaty-Carrier had her students write papers ranging from narratives to literary analyses. Through these assignments, writing became another passion. With her...

I will always remember my eleventh grade AP Art History teacher. I will not remember her because of what she taught, but rather how she taught. By refusing to let her students know their test scores, Mrs. Silvertooth showed me that learning should be about the knowledge and not the grade. When she first explained her teaching philosophy, I thought it was her way of saying, “You’re going to fail. Get over it.” It had felt like a slap...

Hi Janice! I’m Pauline and from SoCal. I love pastel colors and dark hues, sweet crepes, and writing. My birthday is on November 4th (hint hint), and I spend my time blogging, working with crafts such as polymer clay, and fangirling (no, it’s not a word, but it’s in the Urban Dictionary, so I’m using it). You’re probably thinking that I’m a real bubbly kind of girl—a social butterfly. Let’s bust that...

Writing matters to me. It shaped my character, personality, and aspirations. I did not grow up with a love for writing. In fact, my passions have always been with the sciences. Ever since I was four, I wanted to become a doctor. In school, I hungered to learn everything from animals to planets. Then, I met my seventh grade English teacher. Known for her critical eye and abundant use of red ink, Mrs. Schwafaty-Carrier had her students write constantly. With...

I loved to write about what made me choose a school, or my passion for writing. It narrowed down my application to put it in clear focus, which (I hope) made me more memorable to the admissions committee.

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Find a passion, and remember to explain how you...

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