Tuesday, August 23, 2011

COLLEGE ESSAY FOR MSU


This is a draft of my application essay to Michigan State.  Please help me with it!
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PROMPT: If admitted to Michigan State, you will join a diverse community of students, faculty, staff, and alumni. Please respond to the following hypothetical situation: In your first-semester English course you are assigned a group writing project to be completed within a week. In addition to yourself, your group is comprised of five other students, some of whom are from different countries and/or have different racial/ethnic backgrounds than you. Please explain how your past life experiences will help you effectively collaborate with your group members in order to achieve success on this project.
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From ages 2 to 8, I lived in a suburb of Nashville called Franklin, Tennessee.  Although I was too young to realize it at the time, just by living in Franklin I had been set up to harbor some undesirable opinions about other races, and I didn’t even realize this until recently.  This past July I drove down to Tennessee with my family to visit old neighbors and friends and for the first time in my life, I realized how happy I was that I moved to northern Ohio when I was 8.  I began to notice racism towards African-Americans, Hispanics, and Arabs alike indented deeply into the brains of the people who had made my childhood amazing, and suffice it to say I was shocked.  I could not believe that those people could still have such barbaric views on race- and that they shared it so openly.

Of all the kids in the old neighborhood, my brother, my sister and I were among the only ones to have parents who worked closely with international cultures.  Both of my parents taught me cultural acceptance since I was small because they both work in jobs where they need to deal with other ethnicities.  My mother works as a Spanish teacher at a local high school where she teaches the Spanish language but she learns about the backgrounds of many of her students.   My father works as an international salesman has travelled the world with his work.  Both of my parents are bilingual with English and Spanish. 

You could say I took my genetic gift for languages and ran with it.  In the summer of 2010 I did program at Kent State University where I studied the Arabic language and culture day and night for a month straight.  When I got home from Kent I started my job as a lifeguard, where I immediately picked up on the most prominent racism we have here in Westlake: towards Arabs.  It was clear that my coworkers had no understanding of the Arabic culture and held hostility against Arabs because of it.  I tried to explain why the women wore their hijabs in the pool and why the children didn’t always follow the rules, but the lifeguards around me were persistent in their bigotry, and it was one of the reasons I quit my lifeguard job.

Through these life experiences I have found that I have a talent for celebrating foreign cultures.  I am very good with empathy; I know how to use it to find out how to work well with other people.  
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okay so if you have read this it is REQUIRED that you comment.  Please tell me anything you like or don't like, anything you think I should add and ESPECIALLY anything you think I could cut from the essay because it is 429 words and it needs to be 400 or less.  

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

you can get with this or you can get with that.

You would think that writing a college essay would be really easy for me righttt?  I mean I sit here and confess my soul a few times a month but I am having such a hard time getting my life together with this college essay.  There are a few difficulties and they are:
1. In case you haven't noticed on this blog, I haven't really had any deep observations about life or human interaction lately so finding that inspiration to write the kickass essay that I am both capable of and that should be easy for me to write has been... difficult to say the least.
2.  I have no idea which colleges I'm even going to apply to, and I would prefer it if this essay was the one I actually submit seeing as that it will be edited by an English teacher and everything.

It's not like I'm trying to find a reason to not write this essay.  I'm trying, I really am.  Why can't I just send in a link to this blog and be like hey, if you want to know every deep thought I've had in the past year go ahead and read!  If you think I'm not write for your school, at least you'll know you're right because you actually know who I am!

I think it sucks that I've spent so much time researching colleges and that I can't find one that works for me.  I think it SUCKS.

In the spirit of liking music, this is a really good song that I like that was written by the boy in the video.  This video only has 13,000 views which, proportionate to the sweetness of the song, is very low.


(this took me no more than 15 minutes to write and it's about 300 words MEANING that I should be able to get a 750 word essay in about... 37.5 minutes.  It took me an hour to write the 250 word terrible awful currently titled document1.  fml.)

Sunday, August 14, 2011

I think a life resolution is seriously in order.  I have a tendency to wait until everything in my life is fine, or rather, as fine as it'll get for the time being and then I go and do something HORRIBLE that makes it unfine.  Whatever it is that I do to ruin my life for the moment always is something I could easily have not done.  It's always a clear-cut decision, and I make the wrong one just to prove I can.  This doesn't mean all, or even most, of the decisions I make are wrong.  After some deliberation I almost always agree with most decisions I make but every once in awhile there's just one serious fuckup.  So anyways.

The resolution I want to make is to stop fucking doing that.  If I would lay low and just let things roll off my back a little more, my life would be so much more chill.  My life wouldn't necessarily be any more or less happy because of this, but I don't really believe this is something that can be measured in happiness.

IN COMPLETELY UNRELATED NEWS:

The other day, I invented hotels.  I was on a long car ride to somewhere and I was thinking, man, if only there were establishments built only for sleeping.  Like you could just go there, sleep, and then wake up and pay and leave.  Oh!  And also there would be showers so that you could get clean.  And toilets because that's kind of necessary... man I bet they could make a bunch of money if they had food too.  And BOOM.  Hotels invented.

Another thing I was thinking about was what if the human anatomy included a camera in your mouth.   Instead of having to lug one around, you could just open your mouth, make a camera sound, and upload automatically to facebook.  That's some pretty inspector gadget shit but it would be AWESOME.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

funday sunday

I think on Sundays this BEDA, I might take old things I've written and put them on here.  Enjoy.


That sailor last night was awfully crazy I wish we kept him
I pillaged my ass off and even got some deep sleep in
Drink my rum and burn my beard
Because that's what makes me feared
Pistol out at three, I'm loaded by 10
Go get some grub, then do it again, man I love Somalia

I wanna live on my ship for the rest of my life
Find some gold and take what i like
No need for calendars or schedules
Because i live on the sea and times on strike
So fill up my chest
Lets get rich fast (lets get rich FAST!)
I'm next to be captain,
Who want what? (What?!)
I am champion, at shoot-outs,
8 dead men, another notch in my holster
Don't even run, not in my range
Hit the deck or I'll make you hit her
Drunk or not,
Time isn't wasted when you're getting wasted
I saw captain this morning all i could say was, arrgh

That sailor last night was awfully crazy I wish we kept him
I pillaged my ass off and even got some shooting practice in
Drink my rum and burn my beard
Because that's what makes me feared
Pistol out at three, I'm loaded by 10
Go get some grub, then do it again
Man I love Somalia (arghhhh)
And I love drinking
And I love women
Man I love Somalia

I cant tell you what I learned from pre-Somalian times,
But (nah) I could tell you a story or two, arrgh
Yeah of course I learned some rules
Like when Polly wants a cracker that's what Polly gets
And if you fall in the sea don't come back till you're not wet
And don't walk the plank if to an island you know you'll never get
When it comes to swords, on you keep two (trust me)
And tomorrow night, keep the dynamite close
Hold the weapons steady and of alcohol take an extra dose
Even if we did get a little bit too drunk
Like i always say:
Time isn't wasted when you're getting wasted
Working today and all I can say is

That sailor last night was awfully crazy I wish we kept him
I pillaged my ass off and even got some deep sleep in
Drink my rum and burn my beard
Because that's what makes me feared
Pistol out at three, I'm loaded by 10
Go get some grub, then do it again,
Man I love Somalia
And I love drinking
And I love women
I love Somalia

Now, if everybody would please put their pistol
As high as they can, as high as they can
And repeat after me:

Plank plank plank plank plank plank plank
Jump ship jump ship jump ship jump ship
Polly want a cracker! Polly want a cracker! Polly want a cracker! Polly want a cracker!
chug rum chug rum chug rum chug rum

That sailor last night
(Man I love Somalia, love it, I love it!)
That sailor last night

Alright everybody, I gotta head back to shore for a little bit

That sailor last night was awfully crazy I wish we kept him (we'll get him next time)
I pillaged my ass off and even got some deep sleep in
Drink my rum and burn my beard (you all smell smoke)
Because that's what makes me feared (you're all scared)
Pistol out at three, I'm loaded by 10
Go get some grub, then do it again, man I love Somalia

I love Somalia, do I really have to be executed or can I just stay out here for the rest of eternity?

Saturday, August 6, 2011

THINGS I'VE DONE WHILE BEING 17

this is gonna be short because I have places to go.... I got woken up by conor and laura and played dodgeball and made pancakes and got milk and swam at my workplace and drove to toledo and drove home and hung out with my momma.

Friday, August 5, 2011

THINGS I DID WHEN I WAS 16

1.  got my license!
2.  traveled to Europe.
3.  made out with a sexy dutch guy in Europe.  (this was just such a win that I couldn't help but post it.)
4.  got my job, hated my job, loved my job, got tan, hated my job again.
5.  taught tiny tots... glad I'll never be doing that again.
6.  had a pretty crappy (for me anyways) academic year.  Might try to do better this year, might not.
7.  went back to Tennessee.
8.  made a lot of new friends!
9.  spoke english, spanish, french, arabic, and italian.  well attempted to, anyways.
10.  started doing karaoke!
11.  finally quit acting.  I think it made me pretty happy this year but I might do the musical anyways.  I just wanna sing for people.
12.  researched colleges, over and over and over again.
13.  tried to read the jungle, failed.
14.  got less bad at gymnastics.
15.  got many BEDA posts in late (or not at all)

OH WE'RE SO CLOSE...

andddd boom goes the dynamite, I'm 17!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

this is what you get

I'm super happy that I don't have to travel anywhere for awhile.  Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed my vacations but I am so ready to just sleep in all the time and do nothing.  Except the whole doing nothing thing really isn't working at all.  I have to work and go to gymnastics and voice lesson (which isn't that serious of a time commitment but, still.) and teach swim lessons (which is still technically working except for that I have to wake up early and still may have another shift that day.).  So although I'm not tired of being home, I'm tired of having shit to do all the time... I haven't slept in past 10 in like... a week and a half.  And that's crazy.

I haven't really been working out much either because I have to wake up at 9 every day so by like 5pm I'm pretty exhausted.  Then I go out with my friends and I go to bed at 2, resulting in only 7 hours of sleep and a state of even more exhaustion than the day before.  

I hate showering because I always feel like it's so pointless.   My thoughts are always along the lines of "well I could shower now except I'll be covered in chlorine again in 12 hours and 3 hours after that I'll be sweaty and disgusting from gymnastics... why even bother?"

Don't worry, I still shower as much as I normally do it just is a lot more pointless and tedious now than it used to be.

No one takes their job at the rec seriously anymore.  Like, no one took it seriously before but people take it even less seriously now than they used to.  People just don't show up for shifts at all and it's exhausting trying to cover for them when they're not there.  Instead of sitting three and being able to rotate and have breaks, we'll end up sitting three and not being able to move at all.  The new guards (and slide attendants for the most, or at least on one persons part as well) are lazy and don't know the pool rules, don't learn the pool rules, and don't yell at kids for breaking the rules that the new guards do know.  How hard is it to memorize that kids aren't allowed to run?  They're never going to learn a good guard voice if they never even try using their new-crappy-guard voice.

I keep listening to a classic rock playlist on 8tracks.

I really need to go do my summer reading but I need to shower and you know, procrastinate doing my summer reading so looks like I'm booked.

Hey so you know how I'm supposed to write my college essay?  WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO WRITE FOR A COLLEGE ESSAY.

School you are so near and although I am excited for you, I am also not excited for you at all because I have to read two really shitty books before you start and I really don't want to.  Only three weeks left of summer :(

I'm sad but seriously... college let's get this show on the road.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

there is nothing smart about this post.

I am so sick of College Board having false information and I'm sick of trying to find a college that has both education and Arabic.  I hate to get all conspiracy crazy on you but if this country actually wanted more Arabic language teachers, there would be more than LITERALLY TWO UNIVERSITIES offering both majors.  I call bullshit that this country wants Arabic teachers.

I was really looking forward to going to school in Chicago.  I want to be in a big city where everything is happening with new ideas and exciting things to do.  If there was anything Tennessee taught me it's that suburbia doesn't exactly suit me.  I'm ready to go.  I'm gonna explode.

I think I'm gonna go major in Arabic and Spanish and French and Italian.  Quaduple major!  Just kidding, I'll double major in Arabic and Spanish and minor in French and Italian.  See where that takes me and if it takes me nowhere, then I'll go back and grab me some education.  Sounds nice.

Don't worry, I'll probably change my mind tomorrow.

I really love this song.



Monday, August 1, 2011

reality check.

So I didn't prepare for it and I didn't even realize it was here but um, guys, I hate to tell you this:  It's BEDA.  Yeah I bet you just thought BEDA was for April, and I'm sorry for the deceit.  BEDA is for every month that starts with A, and here's another shock: It's August!

I was in Tennessee this past weekend and in about two short conversations I was dragged up to the surface of my life.  I was talking to one girl who was about 13 for approximately 14 seconds when she asked, "So where ya gonna go to college!"  It hit me like a train.  I mean, I don't know where I'm going to college!  I'm six years old, we're on a swing-set right now!  My favorite food is chicken fingers!

And then, I was talking to one of the dads at this shin-dig and all of the sudden I was told that "next time [I'll] would be back here would be 10 years from now and [I'll] be married."  EXCUSE ME?  I'm still a baby!  I take naps and have to be home by midnight on the weekends!  I am NOT 10 years from marriage.

I'm closer in age to being married than I am to kindergarten.  Yeah, makes me want to puke too.

things I like

  • clocky alarm clocks!!! *mom, christmas?!
  • L4D2
  • squirrels
  • gilmore girls, I watch it. All. The. Time.
  • thanksgiving
  • tv
  • acoustic music
  • singing loud
  • my best friend, Laura