Undergraduate / Why Boston University? my longing to grow as a person [5]

Maybe it goes like this: Every time you meet someone you exchange a few words with them and from then on you decide whether you want to become acquainted with them or not. Regardless of the decision, you leave that person with a piece of whom you'd portrayed to be; Then that person will meet other people in the future with whom again, will have a conversation with, this time leaving a piece of you and a little taste of all the people they have met as well. Through your life all relationships you build are solely based on who you are and who you've met. So is it that you have a soul mate or that your soul mate is just you being reflected on someone else?

In this case Boston being the person I met, the person I interweaved myself with, and it is Boston University who is left with who I am, and who El Paso is, and how everyone and everywhere I've been to has shaped my persona. So is it that Boston university is my perfect school, or is it Boston University is who I am reflected upon a school?

Having the simple pleasure of meeting someone in which this metaphor refers to me attending BU is my longing to grow as a person, let alone scholar.

Undergraduate / In no longer than 250 words tell us why Boston University is a good fit for you. [4]

Psychopaths are fascinating! Says the girl in the far corner desk who is too introverted to ever speak up in her class of 31. "Yes" she reassures both herself and the class who are all looking at her by now. Some with surprised looks in their face-She talks? She hears a boy not so subtly say. Most times she would have said never mind or looked down, but she had to stand up to her beliefs "That's why I want to be a Forensic Psychologist" She says as a smirk on her face appears "They give therapy to people whose minds are not all there" Everyone is looking at her in awe, she realizes how refreshing it feels to speak up.

Growing up in a family of five, and being the only child for half my life has kept my social skills low. It comes as a habit to be alone and it is because of my introvert personality that I want to go to Boston University. In such a big school you either take part in it or get left behind from the waves of people who go through the halls every day. It is being put at the spot, speaking up and get noticed or stay quiet forever and pass unnoticed.

The fascination for the way people reason comes from my mental disorder, the one I've been dealing with for almost six years: Trichotillomania.
When I was in seventh grade I started pulling my hair. Subsequently going to various Psychiatrist, all asking me the now most emblematic question of my life "Why do you do it?" But till this day, I cannot answer that.

I don't do it in front of people, I don't do it subconsciously, I don't do it at a specific time. I touch every single strand of the desired place where I want to pull, I touch it three times before deciding which one is the "perfect one".

My Trichotillomania and my introvert personality are what spurred the longing to study in such a great big city, to surpass all the norms and deteriorated expectancy of success introverts may achieve, for being quiet, shy and in this case-A little out of the sound of their mind.