Drawing, something I have been doing since before I can even remember. From drawing sprawling battles between
fictional nations across the confined margins of my seventh grade math homework to overdoing sketches of plant cells on my
tenth grade bio-labs. Throughout my years at school I often found myself sitting in class doodling all over my notebook
instead of actually taking notes during the lectures, which of course had gotten me in trouble quite a few times but not all
the time.
Most notably during my sophomore year geometry class where I would turn triangles into Egyptian pyramids surrounded by an
unforgiving harsh desert rather then calculate the degrees of each angle. Of course my teacher was not too fond of my
"calculations" judging by the grade at the top of my paper. Or during my junior year history class where my idea of taking
notes on Nagasaki consisted of a drawing a B-29 bomber flying towards the Japanese sun narrowly escaping the mushroom cloud's
grip. Sadly this illustration did not help me when trying to remember the date and time of the attack during my open notebook
quiz. And still events like these could not deter insatiable urge to draw.
Eventually that urge led me to the one class that I could draw without negative consequences; Graphic Design. After reading
the description of it in the course selection booklet junior year I knew I had to take it, and that I did. I skipped intro
and went straight to Graphics one, and felt right at home. Now I could apply my creativity without reprimand. It felt great to
actually take a class where my assignments were graded on visual creativity and effort which was something I had excelled at.
Now when I hear the word sun in class, instead of having to write a two page paper on solar energy and its benefits to
society I can draw a red orb engulfed in flames with fire jutting out licking the outer regions of the universe and be given
a good grade. My only regret is finding this class so late in my high school experience.
High school isn't the end of my learning nor has is satisfied my urge to draw, its a launching pad to new opportunities and
experiences. And now as my high school life comes to a close it is time I move on to college and turn my passion into a full
fledged career.
also when i submit my essay through common app Should it have a title?
fictional nations across the confined margins of my seventh grade math homework to overdoing sketches of plant cells on my
tenth grade bio-labs. Throughout my years at school I often found myself sitting in class doodling all over my notebook
instead of actually taking notes during the lectures, which of course had gotten me in trouble quite a few times but not all
the time.
Most notably during my sophomore year geometry class where I would turn triangles into Egyptian pyramids surrounded by an
unforgiving harsh desert rather then calculate the degrees of each angle. Of course my teacher was not too fond of my
"calculations" judging by the grade at the top of my paper. Or during my junior year history class where my idea of taking
notes on Nagasaki consisted of a drawing a B-29 bomber flying towards the Japanese sun narrowly escaping the mushroom cloud's
grip. Sadly this illustration did not help me when trying to remember the date and time of the attack during my open notebook
quiz. And still events like these could not deter insatiable urge to draw.
Eventually that urge led me to the one class that I could draw without negative consequences; Graphic Design. After reading
the description of it in the course selection booklet junior year I knew I had to take it, and that I did. I skipped intro
and went straight to Graphics one, and felt right at home. Now I could apply my creativity without reprimand. It felt great to
actually take a class where my assignments were graded on visual creativity and effort which was something I had excelled at.
Now when I hear the word sun in class, instead of having to write a two page paper on solar energy and its benefits to
society I can draw a red orb engulfed in flames with fire jutting out licking the outer regions of the universe and be given
a good grade. My only regret is finding this class so late in my high school experience.
High school isn't the end of my learning nor has is satisfied my urge to draw, its a launching pad to new opportunities and
experiences. And now as my high school life comes to a close it is time I move on to college and turn my passion into a full
fledged career.
also when i submit my essay through common app Should it have a title?