Hi
I am writing my essay for CMU.
To be honest, I am not likely to be accepted. sadly...
I wish my essay would not boring you.
I have absolutely no idea of how this thing goes.
So i read couple of essays of others. Then tried to follow the format.
I uploaded this prewriting because I need advise for the direction + etc etc.
I will truly appreciate your comment.
I was destined to be a dreamer.
Imagination was my favorite playground. It turned the gray colored forest around me into the beautifully charming world. Pictures and memories gave flesh and my families and friends became heroes and villains of the world. I could dwell in the swirling scent of dream forever. As the time went, the desire for the formless dream grew stronger. And the moment when I heard about the computer science, the miracle that gives form to the formless things, I realized that it was the only oasis that could satisfy my thirst.
As I grow old my dream grew flesh and matured. But the "wall" had struck me into pieces. At the moment, I read the book, The Last Lecture. It gave me hope, possibility, the future. I was a mad man. I went straight to my grand father then asked him to send me to abroad. The journey to be here was a rocky road. I was never a good student in my country. I spent most of my time with non-school books. Never learned any second language. Never educated anything school related.
is this too long to be an introduction?
or is it too personal?
should i had to say in third-person?
what should I say now...?
I am writing my essay for CMU.
To be honest, I am not likely to be accepted. sadly...
I wish my essay would not boring you.
I have absolutely no idea of how this thing goes.
So i read couple of essays of others. Then tried to follow the format.
I uploaded this prewriting because I need advise for the direction + etc etc.
I will truly appreciate your comment.
I was destined to be a dreamer.
Imagination was my favorite playground. It turned the gray colored forest around me into the beautifully charming world. Pictures and memories gave flesh and my families and friends became heroes and villains of the world. I could dwell in the swirling scent of dream forever. As the time went, the desire for the formless dream grew stronger. And the moment when I heard about the computer science, the miracle that gives form to the formless things, I realized that it was the only oasis that could satisfy my thirst.
As I grow old my dream grew flesh and matured. But the "wall" had struck me into pieces. At the moment, I read the book, The Last Lecture. It gave me hope, possibility, the future. I was a mad man. I went straight to my grand father then asked him to send me to abroad. The journey to be here was a rocky road. I was never a good student in my country. I spent most of my time with non-school books. Never learned any second language. Never educated anything school related.
is this too long to be an introduction?
or is it too personal?
should i had to say in third-person?
what should I say now...?