Hi there guys! I know this is a little last minute, but this is my draft for my Why Reed? essay. I know its a little wacky and weird..but its due in a couple of days so any criticism, comments, suggestions or revisions are appreciated... actually more like needed, so have at it! thanks
Dear Reed,
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love your individuality, the trait that drew me in to being with. Hook, line and sinker. I love that you will allow e to be myself, unabashedly. I love how I know you won't judge me, but embrace all of my quirkiness, my dorkiness and my just plain weirdness. And I will always do the same for you.
I love how we've never met, but I just know, deep down, that we are meant for each other. I love knowing how much fun were going to have sitting in your basement together, eating Nutella out of the jar while debating the merits of Thucydides and Herodotus.
I love your dedication to education, and not only education but the art of learning as well. I love how your passion for intellectualism and curiosity perfectly matches up with mine, like tow lost puzzle pieces united by chance. I love how you can appreciate my desire to learn, just for learning's sake.
I love the fact that you live in Oregon, that you call one of the most interesting and weirdest cities in the country home. I love how, even though we parted ways a year ago, I will be able to revisit one of my favorites places in the world, Portland. I love how I will be able, once again, to roam amongst the knickknack lined streets of the Saturday market, inhale the smell of thousands of books at Powell's, and stand in line at Voodoo Doughnuts for one of those sinful, maple bacon delights. I love how the "I heart Oregon" sticker on the back of my car will no longer be a bewildering, foreign object to those who see it, but a declaration of a shared love for one of the nation's most awesome states.
I love your passion, your intensity for life and for academics. And I love knowing that, even 3,000 miles away, I'm going to feel at home walking, or possibly skipping, across your tree lined campus. I love the fact that I might have the privilege of being a part of a community as weird, as passionate and as intellectually driven as those that reside at Reed, the ones that call themselves the Reedies; a title I would wear proudly, and might even embroider onto a scarf or pillow and prance around the house in, not that I already do that anyway...
I love knowing that I am going to be surrounded by amazing professors who care and who I can develop close relationships with and learn incredulous ideas from. I love how oddly excited I get when I think about all the ridiculous, yet enlightening discussions and arguments over nothing and over everything that I'm going to have with amazing peers while doing the most quotidian of things.
I love how inspiring you are. I love how I know my passions for art and writing will take on wings and soar with the help of Reed's encouraging community and atmosphere. I love how I will be able to take them to the next level and be given amazing opportunities with which to learn, experience and utilize my talents and passions at Reed. I love knowing that at Reed, I will be given the freedom to be myself surrounded by other creative and enthusiastic people doing the same.
I love going to sleep at night, envisioning our lives together. Imagining all the awesome memories and experiences we will take on together, the challenges we will face and overcome, and the amazing people that will be met along the way. This is me, putting it all on the line; declaring my undying love for you. I know it's a stupid, hopeless, delirious kind of love that can only happen to a teenager. I know that I'm still young and still have a lot to learn, but I think we can grow together and learn from each other. I only hope you don't think of me as a stalker and accept me for all I have given you. I will anxiously wait the day your letter will arrive in my mailbox. Farewell until then, my dear.
Yours lovingly,
Dear Reed,
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love your individuality, the trait that drew me in to being with. Hook, line and sinker. I love that you will allow e to be myself, unabashedly. I love how I know you won't judge me, but embrace all of my quirkiness, my dorkiness and my just plain weirdness. And I will always do the same for you.
I love how we've never met, but I just know, deep down, that we are meant for each other. I love knowing how much fun were going to have sitting in your basement together, eating Nutella out of the jar while debating the merits of Thucydides and Herodotus.
I love your dedication to education, and not only education but the art of learning as well. I love how your passion for intellectualism and curiosity perfectly matches up with mine, like tow lost puzzle pieces united by chance. I love how you can appreciate my desire to learn, just for learning's sake.
I love the fact that you live in Oregon, that you call one of the most interesting and weirdest cities in the country home. I love how, even though we parted ways a year ago, I will be able to revisit one of my favorites places in the world, Portland. I love how I will be able, once again, to roam amongst the knickknack lined streets of the Saturday market, inhale the smell of thousands of books at Powell's, and stand in line at Voodoo Doughnuts for one of those sinful, maple bacon delights. I love how the "I heart Oregon" sticker on the back of my car will no longer be a bewildering, foreign object to those who see it, but a declaration of a shared love for one of the nation's most awesome states.
I love your passion, your intensity for life and for academics. And I love knowing that, even 3,000 miles away, I'm going to feel at home walking, or possibly skipping, across your tree lined campus. I love the fact that I might have the privilege of being a part of a community as weird, as passionate and as intellectually driven as those that reside at Reed, the ones that call themselves the Reedies; a title I would wear proudly, and might even embroider onto a scarf or pillow and prance around the house in, not that I already do that anyway...
I love knowing that I am going to be surrounded by amazing professors who care and who I can develop close relationships with and learn incredulous ideas from. I love how oddly excited I get when I think about all the ridiculous, yet enlightening discussions and arguments over nothing and over everything that I'm going to have with amazing peers while doing the most quotidian of things.
I love how inspiring you are. I love how I know my passions for art and writing will take on wings and soar with the help of Reed's encouraging community and atmosphere. I love how I will be able to take them to the next level and be given amazing opportunities with which to learn, experience and utilize my talents and passions at Reed. I love knowing that at Reed, I will be given the freedom to be myself surrounded by other creative and enthusiastic people doing the same.
I love going to sleep at night, envisioning our lives together. Imagining all the awesome memories and experiences we will take on together, the challenges we will face and overcome, and the amazing people that will be met along the way. This is me, putting it all on the line; declaring my undying love for you. I know it's a stupid, hopeless, delirious kind of love that can only happen to a teenager. I know that I'm still young and still have a lot to learn, but I think we can grow together and learn from each other. I only hope you don't think of me as a stalker and accept me for all I have given you. I will anxiously wait the day your letter will arrive in my mailbox. Farewell until then, my dear.
Yours lovingly,