LPSZEZSNE
Dec 26, 2015
Undergraduate / Joke obsession- William and Mary Supplement- What makes you unique? [4]
Thank you everyone!
Thank you everyone!
LPSZEZSNE
Dec 23, 2015
Undergraduate / Joke obsession- William and Mary Supplement- What makes you unique? [4]
Hey everyone! This is a first draft, and I am looking for some help as to whether or not the topic choice is fine. This is kind of rough, so be prepared for a lot of mistakes. Thank you :)
Beyond your impressive academic credentials and extra curricular accomplishments, what else makes you unique and colorful? We know nobody fits neatly into 500 words or less, but you can provide us with some suggestion of the type of person you are. Anything goes! Inspire us, impress us, or just make us laugh. Think of this optional opportunity as show and tell by proxy and with an attitude.
Everyone's junior year is a time of unimaginable stress and distress. Left to the whims of my teachers, I ached for sleep, and some weeks seemed to drag on for what felt like years. But, despite this, I was always left with one constant source of joy: my jokes and puns. Whoever said that puns are the lowest form of humor was clearly and simply wrong in my opinion. They are funny, wickedly so, and I will defend my tendency to laugh and snort at them to the death. During that horrible year, I went through a phase in which every single day I would look up a brand new pun or joke every day before school began, eager to spread my albeit bad sense of humor to those around me. My favorite went like this: What do you call an anxious dinosaur? A nervous rex! Throughout that year, we were all nervous rexes, made so by the lack of sleep, stress of grades, and the impending threat of college applications. After deciding upon my joke of the day, I would then proceed to tell it to everyone that I knew, hoping to elicit at least one laugh. My attempts to be funny were met with a variety of reactions, from the more often heard response of "that is the worst thing that I've ever heard" to the occasional deep laugh that I was hoping to hear.
I enjoy in making other people laugh. It helps me distract myself from what is going on around me for a bit and to completely focus on something other than myself. But, beyond this, I know that I am helping those around me. To make someone laugh is to know that, for at least a minute, I have caused them a little bit of joy. Though the moment may be far and fleeting, I am still improving their life, not in the same way that comes from volunteering or helping in a more traditional sense, but it is still just as important. After all, laughter is the best medicine.
And it's true. The big, 'laugh out loud' type can release endorphins, increase blood flow, and improve the immune system, if only slightly. So, in the stressful times of junior year, despite my helplessness when it comes to watching my lovely and capable friends become downtrodden at the thought of AP U.S. history midterm and that impending English essay, I do have the power to improve their lives in some way, though it may be miniscule. So, I keep telling jokes. I know that I am in no way funny, but sacrificing my self-respect in order to make the people around me happier is a worthwhile price to pay. For if the people that you love are not happy and you make no effort to remedy this, what does that say about you?
Hey everyone! This is a first draft, and I am looking for some help as to whether or not the topic choice is fine. This is kind of rough, so be prepared for a lot of mistakes. Thank you :)
Beyond your impressive academic credentials and extra curricular accomplishments, what else makes you unique and colorful? We know nobody fits neatly into 500 words or less, but you can provide us with some suggestion of the type of person you are. Anything goes! Inspire us, impress us, or just make us laugh. Think of this optional opportunity as show and tell by proxy and with an attitude.
Everyone's junior year is a time of unimaginable stress and distress. Left to the whims of my teachers, I ached for sleep, and some weeks seemed to drag on for what felt like years. But, despite this, I was always left with one constant source of joy: my jokes and puns. Whoever said that puns are the lowest form of humor was clearly and simply wrong in my opinion. They are funny, wickedly so, and I will defend my tendency to laugh and snort at them to the death. During that horrible year, I went through a phase in which every single day I would look up a brand new pun or joke every day before school began, eager to spread my albeit bad sense of humor to those around me. My favorite went like this: What do you call an anxious dinosaur? A nervous rex! Throughout that year, we were all nervous rexes, made so by the lack of sleep, stress of grades, and the impending threat of college applications. After deciding upon my joke of the day, I would then proceed to tell it to everyone that I knew, hoping to elicit at least one laugh. My attempts to be funny were met with a variety of reactions, from the more often heard response of "that is the worst thing that I've ever heard" to the occasional deep laugh that I was hoping to hear.
I enjoy in making other people laugh. It helps me distract myself from what is going on around me for a bit and to completely focus on something other than myself. But, beyond this, I know that I am helping those around me. To make someone laugh is to know that, for at least a minute, I have caused them a little bit of joy. Though the moment may be far and fleeting, I am still improving their life, not in the same way that comes from volunteering or helping in a more traditional sense, but it is still just as important. After all, laughter is the best medicine.
And it's true. The big, 'laugh out loud' type can release endorphins, increase blood flow, and improve the immune system, if only slightly. So, in the stressful times of junior year, despite my helplessness when it comes to watching my lovely and capable friends become downtrodden at the thought of AP U.S. history midterm and that impending English essay, I do have the power to improve their lives in some way, though it may be miniscule. So, I keep telling jokes. I know that I am in no way funny, but sacrificing my self-respect in order to make the people around me happier is a worthwhile price to pay. For if the people that you love are not happy and you make no effort to remedy this, what does that say about you?
LPSZEZSNE
Dec 23, 2015
Undergraduate / Title: FOG----Parsons Challenge Essay :) [2]
Over the last 2 years there have been periods when I have feltI feel lost in my twisted mind, and I was formed and molded in my thoughts.
The second part of this sentence doesn't quite make sense to me, I'm sorry! Maybe reword to get your point across more clearly
My thoughts andimaginaryimagination are very deep and variousdifferent from others.
This might be the reason Igethave been bullied from first grade to eleventh grade.
I changed my environment due to the fact that I was depressed, but it was impossible to find someonethat canwas able to understand me. I saw my reflection in a big mirror in the room. My happy facial expression reflecting in the mirror, tall and bright boy whose inner self was dark and cloudy. It was real me. ConfusionConfused and Lonesome. My mind feels clouded like there's a fog around me. Inside I am a completely different person. Society encourage us to smile. I am really a bright person inside, when I am screaming inside in my mind.
I started to change myself.
What caused you to change yourself
I thought that clothes could influence the way thatpeople treat me, so I started looking for magazine like GQ, looking for runway shows. It became my addiction, it became my drug and my heart and soul. I was healing from my anxiety and depression, and Ifindfound the light at the end of tunnel. I was breaking the mold. As Anna Dello Russo said, "Reality for me is too hard. Fashion is an escape. Is my addiction, better than drugs". When I watch Dior documentary or go to a Museum, it makes me wannawant to breath. It allows me to dip into another world and escape the one that I'm living.
The middle needs a little work, but I fixed some of the grammar mistakes :) be careful to watch out for tense or comma issues. I'm not certain as to what the prompt was exactly, but I think that you could have a good start! I like that fact that it goes from negative to positive, and you can really see your passion for fashion and the runway. Nice start :)
Over the last 2 years there have been periods when I have felt
The second part of this sentence doesn't quite make sense to me, I'm sorry! Maybe reword to get your point across more clearly
My thoughts and
This might be the reason I
I changed my environment due to the fact that I was depressed, but it was impossible to find someone
I started to change myself.
What caused you to change yourself
I thought that clothes could influence the way thatpeople treat me, so I started looking for magazine like GQ, looking for runway shows. It became my addiction, it became my drug and my heart and soul. I was healing from my anxiety and depression, and I
The middle needs a little work, but I fixed some of the grammar mistakes :) be careful to watch out for tense or comma issues. I'm not certain as to what the prompt was exactly, but I think that you could have a good start! I like that fact that it goes from negative to positive, and you can really see your passion for fashion and the runway. Nice start :)
