The decision to transfer wasn’t easy for me. I didn’t consider it at first because I was already adjusted and somewhat comfortable, and I thought it would be easier to just stay put. When I was originally looking at colleges, I had no idea what I wanted to major in. I figured a small liberal arts college would be a good choice because I would be able to figure out my interests and have some time to do so. Once I got to school, I realized that I was unhappy there, but I found one thing I really enjoyed. The horseback riding class I was taking inspired me to pursue a career with horses, or animals in general. It was something I really enjoyed and thought it could be fun. Unfortunately, my current school doesn’t offer a major that would let me
“Coastal Carolina is too far away for you to come home when you have the chance.” Kaylee (my Girlfriend at the time) said to me in my first car as we talked about college choices. I told her about my acceptance to Coastal Carolina University I received from Mrs. Emmons (personal guidance counselor in high school) during a school day, early February. Kaylee’s words made me start a to question myself; “What other colleges can I choose?”. I came home and sat down with my parents in the living room with my Coastal Carolina acceptance letter in my hand and they were proud of me. I asked my parents the same question I asked myself earlier that day “What other colleges can I choose from?”. When
Prompt: In 500 words or more, describe your collegiate experience thus far. How has this experience and the knowledge you've gained influenced what you plan to study? How have they influenced your decision to apply to St. Edward's?
My journey to higher education spans 24-years and combines two passions, teaching and EMS (emergency medical services). This journey began in 1986 with a suburban kindergarten class of 25 in Memphis, TN. Eleven years later no longer am I teaching school-age children; instead, I am delivering training programs to EMS providers as well as the medical community. Today, I combine both passions to offer students authentic experiences through which to obtain proficient skills in written and oral communications, critical and analytical thinking, problem solving, as well as in negotiation and conflict resolution skills as they prepare for rewarding
Headed off to college, I thought I knew what I wanted. I thought the school I chose would be the school I would find my major in, a niche with best friends, and the four year experience I would fall in love with. As a senior in high school, I had no idea what I wanted to go to school for, but I knew I would continue my volleyball career, so I looked for a school that would fit that and all other criteria for my ideal school, and I would find the purpose of my schooling as I went. I started my freshman year of college optimistic about all the opportunities and simply of all the newness college would bring for me, as any freshman is. I began the
At first, it wasn’t too hard, as the work load was rather miniscule for all of my classes. Around midterms the amount of schoolwork exceeded the amount of time I had available and has stayed there since. There are 168 hours in any given week, 50 of which I am working, and 17 hours are class time. That leaves me with 101 hours. Around 56 hours are used to sleep as I attempt to get around 8 hours of sleep a night. Down to 45 hours to drive places, eat, and socialize I realized I need to manage my time better. The biggest obstacle that challenged my success in college was spreading myself too
College Decision Nearing the end of my high school days, I had a huge decision on my mind. Where should I start the next chapter? The college search wasn’t the easiest thing to do. On top of finishing up my senior track season and keeping up with schoolwork, I had to choose where I wanted to continue my academic and athletic career.
After graduating high school, I decided to go to Bozeman, Montana for school. I have attended one year at Montana State. Being originally from Chicago, I have been very used to a metropolitan lifestyle and I have not been super exposed to much else. I went to Montana State to expand my views on life and learn new things about the ways people live. I have never had much variation in my everyday life. I have grown up to be an independent, self-sufficient person. I expected moving away from home to be this huge fun experience and I expected to be happy. I have found that I love where I come from and I want to go back home. My year at Montana State has taught me a lot of things I did not expect to learn in my first year of college. Many of these
“Don't be afraid to write crap because crap makes great fertilizer”, said author Jessica Brody, a quote I recently plastered above my computer. Throughout school, I would always dread English. If it were conveying personal thoughts on paper or having to stand up and read a book report aloud. I never felt comfortable. Reading beautiful plays, poetry or stories always brought a sense of jealousy. It was not a subject I was efficient at. My poem would be critiqued while another's is praised. It made me want to hide my feelings. I started to lean towards science as a strong suit to focus on; English was pushed into a corner to evade rather than improve on. My weaknesses, experience and learning passage as a writer is nothing to write home about.
I think my life really started in my freshman year when I was just a foolish ignorant kid. As an ignorant freshman that thought freshman year would not count into my GPA, I used to get D’s and F’s and not care about classes, not take notes and, not even study for test or quizzes or even homework, consequently, I did really poorly that year and really dropped my gpa to a horrible 2.0. My life changed when I came to Hargrave in my sophomore year. I started actually caring about my classes and do what I am supposed to do as close to perfection as possible. Hargrave really forced insurmountable responsibilities on me that I didn’t even have time to not care.
The reasons for transferring are many. I want a career that involves travelling to foreign countries and know I need a bachelor’s to be competitive in the global market place. My interest in cultures started as a child; I knew I wanted to explore the world at a very young age. My family is comprised of immigrants coming from all regions of Europe. Their stories and experiences had a tremendous impact on who I am today. I believe we are a map of our experiences and feelings. My interests and desires of learning more about other cultures started with stories told by my grandparents. I was intrigued by their struggles, perseverance, and traditions and I always wanted to know more about their culture. My unrelenting personal perseverance of overcoming
There are many things that high schoolers must do in order to prepare themselves for the most challenging fours years of their lives. College is something that most students now look forward to after high school, and many have no idea what is in store for them. Classes are harder, professors become stricter, and lastly, you are now living on your own (unless you commute). The challenge that I overcame that best prepared me for college is learning how to live on my own. Sure my mom would be there for me when I needed a few tips or a couple dollars, but other than that I knew that after she dropped me off, I would be on my own for the first time. I wanted to test myself to see If I could survive without the help from my family. So I started
When I first started high school I had no clue what I wanted my life to be like afterwards. My parents had planted the idea of college in my head, since both of them had gone, and said that was the only way to become successful in life so I always assumed college was going to be part of my plan. Throughout my elementary, intermediate, and middle school career I was a fairly decent student. I rarely had to worry about my grades and I never had to work exceptionally hard to do well, however in high school everything changed. I had always heard that grades were important and GPA was everything along with clubs and extracurricular activities to make us more rounded students, but none of that really registered with me until late into my sophomore year. It
Throughout my educational journey, I have met and overcome many of challenges. There are a few obstacles that were not the easiest to overcome, but hard work and dedication pulled me through. One challenge will always be with me and will never be forgotten. It is one that I know will help me through the times when I have no will to work. When the tides turn, and the work begins to weigh me down, I will always look back and remember replay this memory in my head.
As a third year student majoring in biology, I can tell all the trials and tribulations you might face when you get to UC Davis. When I first arrived to UC Davis, numerous biology students, most of who were either pre-health or graduate school-bound, surrounded me. Within weeks of being at UC Davis, I quickly realized that lots of these students were exceptionally smart and extremely dedicated, working very hard to get good grades. At times, I felt like Mufasa from the Lion King, getting trampled on by the stampede of intelligence from other biology students. I assumed that I came to college to have fun, learn about biology, get good grades, and eventually move on to veterinary school.
When I decided to attend State University, I pictured university education as an "Ivory Tower". I thought that I would be able to drown myself in my studies and not be affected by everyday life. Boy was I wrong. I found out in the fall of my freshman year that university education isn't the Ivory Tower that I pictured it to be. I was working 32 hours each week and attending classes full time and therefore, didn't have the time to devote to my studies that I had wanted to.