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Dec 22, 2010
Undergraduate / "My Own Stereotype" - Stanford Roomate Supplement Essay [2]
Procrastination at its finest, coming down to the last few days till the deadline and im just starting supplements haha. Here is what I came up with in my first few drafts of my roommate essay. Feel free to be as CRITICAL as you want please, the more criticism the better.
Thanks
PROMPT: Virtually all of Stanford's undergraduates live on campus. Write a note to your future roommate that reveals something about you or that will help your roommate--and us--know you better
Someone once told me "to learn more about somebody, observe who they hang out with". While this advice may stay true for somebody, I find it completely irrelevant to a person like myself. Toss me into a room with 200 randomly selected people from wherever and I can guarantee I will find something I have in common with every single one of them. There is no possible way to group me into one typical teenage stereotype. People group me as a jock, because I have played over 10 different competitive sports throughout my adolescence and teenage years; a math nerd, considering I spent summers studying math at the local college and have been out of my school's math program since sophomore year; a bro, because I rock vans, slim jeans, and a NorCal t-shirt; and a gym addict, due to the countless hours and dollars I spend in the gym and buying protein powder. My peers constantly bombard me with these oxymoronic tags in futile attempts to harness my attributes into one single typecast. I've been called a guy's guy and a ladies man, a nerdy jock, or even a goody-good and a partier, which is odd because I have never drank or smoked and I spent nearly every Friday night at home on the couch with my family due to my mother's Seventh Day Adventist religion. So really, if I had to classify myself into a descriptive stereotype, I would say that I'm a 5'8", 145 pound nerdy bro, half-Asian jock, goody-good partier, urbanized Future Farmers of America member, who splits up his free time between the pumping iron and pounding protein shakes, sniping corners on a makeshift hockey net in the backyard, and searching all over youtube.com for new songs to learn on his curly koa Hawaiian made electric ukulele.
Procrastination at its finest, coming down to the last few days till the deadline and im just starting supplements haha. Here is what I came up with in my first few drafts of my roommate essay. Feel free to be as CRITICAL as you want please, the more criticism the better.
Thanks
PROMPT: Virtually all of Stanford's undergraduates live on campus. Write a note to your future roommate that reveals something about you or that will help your roommate--and us--know you better
Someone once told me "to learn more about somebody, observe who they hang out with". While this advice may stay true for somebody, I find it completely irrelevant to a person like myself. Toss me into a room with 200 randomly selected people from wherever and I can guarantee I will find something I have in common with every single one of them. There is no possible way to group me into one typical teenage stereotype. People group me as a jock, because I have played over 10 different competitive sports throughout my adolescence and teenage years; a math nerd, considering I spent summers studying math at the local college and have been out of my school's math program since sophomore year; a bro, because I rock vans, slim jeans, and a NorCal t-shirt; and a gym addict, due to the countless hours and dollars I spend in the gym and buying protein powder. My peers constantly bombard me with these oxymoronic tags in futile attempts to harness my attributes into one single typecast. I've been called a guy's guy and a ladies man, a nerdy jock, or even a goody-good and a partier, which is odd because I have never drank or smoked and I spent nearly every Friday night at home on the couch with my family due to my mother's Seventh Day Adventist religion. So really, if I had to classify myself into a descriptive stereotype, I would say that I'm a 5'8", 145 pound nerdy bro, half-Asian jock, goody-good partier, urbanized Future Farmers of America member, who splits up his free time between the pumping iron and pounding protein shakes, sniping corners on a makeshift hockey net in the backyard, and searching all over youtube.com for new songs to learn on his curly koa Hawaiian made electric ukulele.