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Dec 28, 2013
Undergraduate / I'm a hoarder - Yale Supplemental essay [6]
Hi everyone. I'd really appreciate any feedback and comments about my essay below (:
I feel like there's something off about it but I'm not sure what. Also, I don't know if it's actually too short. It's only about 330 words.
In this essay, please reflect on something you would like us to know about you that we might not learn from the rest of your application, or on something about which you would like to say more. You may write about anything-from personal experiences or interests to intellectual pursuits. (Please answer in 500 words or less.)
I'm a hoarder.
Wait, no. Let me rephrase that. I'm someone who likes to collect things people often throw away. In fact, the inside of my room looks as if the recycle bin decided to puke all over the floor.
It stemmed from a habit of forgetting to throw things away from places I've been to. As I grew older, I realized there was a deeper meaning in keeping all these objects. They became momentos and souvenirs of the places I have traveled. I keep all my plane, bus, and train tickets; I save ticket stubs from plays, musicals, and movies; I grab brochures, maps, and postcards.
These objects serve to remind me of where I've been because I want a keepsake I can look back on. I need a physical reminder of the past so I won't forget it in the near future. I even own a ticket stub book that is stuffed with memories of past trips. I look back at all these things and reminisce about the first musical I've ever seen, the first wedding I've ever attended, and the first time I've ever traveled to the United Kingdom.
I love experiencing new things and my sentimentality allows me to reflect on my past adventures. A train ticket to Chicago opens the time I saw a Blue Man Group concert. A postcard from Dublin reminds me of the time my friends and I saw living statues come to life. A playbill of the school musical brings to mind the set construction I helped build from scratch. All these seemingly random articles of paper are not only the gateway between my past and present but also a way into my future. They serve as an encouragement for new "firsts" like attending my first concert, going on my first cruise, and leaving home for the first time on my own.
Hi everyone. I'd really appreciate any feedback and comments about my essay below (:
I feel like there's something off about it but I'm not sure what. Also, I don't know if it's actually too short. It's only about 330 words.
In this essay, please reflect on something you would like us to know about you that we might not learn from the rest of your application, or on something about which you would like to say more. You may write about anything-from personal experiences or interests to intellectual pursuits. (Please answer in 500 words or less.)
I'm a hoarder.
Wait, no. Let me rephrase that. I'm someone who likes to collect things people often throw away. In fact, the inside of my room looks as if the recycle bin decided to puke all over the floor.
It stemmed from a habit of forgetting to throw things away from places I've been to. As I grew older, I realized there was a deeper meaning in keeping all these objects. They became momentos and souvenirs of the places I have traveled. I keep all my plane, bus, and train tickets; I save ticket stubs from plays, musicals, and movies; I grab brochures, maps, and postcards.
These objects serve to remind me of where I've been because I want a keepsake I can look back on. I need a physical reminder of the past so I won't forget it in the near future. I even own a ticket stub book that is stuffed with memories of past trips. I look back at all these things and reminisce about the first musical I've ever seen, the first wedding I've ever attended, and the first time I've ever traveled to the United Kingdom.
I love experiencing new things and my sentimentality allows me to reflect on my past adventures. A train ticket to Chicago opens the time I saw a Blue Man Group concert. A postcard from Dublin reminds me of the time my friends and I saw living statues come to life. A playbill of the school musical brings to mind the set construction I helped build from scratch. All these seemingly random articles of paper are not only the gateway between my past and present but also a way into my future. They serve as an encouragement for new "firsts" like attending my first concert, going on my first cruise, and leaving home for the first time on my own.