This is the common app prompt
DESCRIBE A PLACE OR ENVIRONMENT WHERE YOU ARE PERFECTLY CONTENT. WHAT DO YOU DO OR EXPERIENCE THERE, AND WHY IS IT MEANINGFUL TO YOU?
I know there are mistakes, but I was wondering if the actual place that I chose is too typical. Here's the essay, I am not done yet.
There lies a place hidden beneath an array of worn t-shirts, hooded sweatshirts, and several half-pairs of lonely socks. Beside it lay a night-stand cluttered with bottles of nail polish, paperclips, and a phone charger, in addition to my handy TI-Inspire, always fully charged and complacently waiting for another integral to be entered and resolved. A book shelf filled with the works of Charlotte Bronte, Lewis Carroll, and Edith Hamilton towers over this blissful spot. Underneath it lay graded worksheets stemming from my years in middle school and even more half-pairs of socks awaiting to be reunited with their one and only companion. This companion, of course, must lay atop this euphoric place, or just simply lost in what I call my closet. Only I can understand the organized chaos that surrounds my Serta mattress, which ironically makes it the perfect place for relaxation, focusing on my studies, and just about everything else. Absolutely nothing makes me more content than coming home from school and laying upon what others call a mess, or what I consider to be a hodgepodge of all things that make me unique. A t-shirt emblazoned with the periodic table of elements lies in one corner, and SAT vocabulary word flash cards lay in the other. This sixty by eighty inch piece of foam and spring has and forever will be my top choice for experiencing absolute bliss, for nothing compares to taking a mid-day siesta or reading a literary masterpiece atop this heavenly creation. No matter the issue, whether I'm utterly upset or wholly furious, this marvelous quilted top gem acts as a safe haven from the surrounding world.
I experience absolute comfort and serenity of the mind whenever I am atop of my mattress. There exists such a place for every individual, a place where they can feel perfectly content and experience comfort. It is of my belief that being content is being at absolute peace, it is the ability to experience a satisfactory sense of happiness. I am the type of person who becomes content as a result of pure rest and relaxation, for I have never been one to gain my happiness from sheer adrenaline nor being constantly on-the-move. I have always been one to lay down and relax, versus having my day filled to the brim with activities that encompass all of my time. An hour of rest atop of my bed provides me with the utmost peace and joy. My mattress exemplifies all that is me and it is the epitome of comfort.
DESCRIBE A PLACE OR ENVIRONMENT WHERE YOU ARE PERFECTLY CONTENT. WHAT DO YOU DO OR EXPERIENCE THERE, AND WHY IS IT MEANINGFUL TO YOU?
I know there are mistakes, but I was wondering if the actual place that I chose is too typical. Here's the essay, I am not done yet.
There lies a place hidden beneath an array of worn t-shirts, hooded sweatshirts, and several half-pairs of lonely socks. Beside it lay a night-stand cluttered with bottles of nail polish, paperclips, and a phone charger, in addition to my handy TI-Inspire, always fully charged and complacently waiting for another integral to be entered and resolved. A book shelf filled with the works of Charlotte Bronte, Lewis Carroll, and Edith Hamilton towers over this blissful spot. Underneath it lay graded worksheets stemming from my years in middle school and even more half-pairs of socks awaiting to be reunited with their one and only companion. This companion, of course, must lay atop this euphoric place, or just simply lost in what I call my closet. Only I can understand the organized chaos that surrounds my Serta mattress, which ironically makes it the perfect place for relaxation, focusing on my studies, and just about everything else. Absolutely nothing makes me more content than coming home from school and laying upon what others call a mess, or what I consider to be a hodgepodge of all things that make me unique. A t-shirt emblazoned with the periodic table of elements lies in one corner, and SAT vocabulary word flash cards lay in the other. This sixty by eighty inch piece of foam and spring has and forever will be my top choice for experiencing absolute bliss, for nothing compares to taking a mid-day siesta or reading a literary masterpiece atop this heavenly creation. No matter the issue, whether I'm utterly upset or wholly furious, this marvelous quilted top gem acts as a safe haven from the surrounding world.
I experience absolute comfort and serenity of the mind whenever I am atop of my mattress. There exists such a place for every individual, a place where they can feel perfectly content and experience comfort. It is of my belief that being content is being at absolute peace, it is the ability to experience a satisfactory sense of happiness. I am the type of person who becomes content as a result of pure rest and relaxation, for I have never been one to gain my happiness from sheer adrenaline nor being constantly on-the-move. I have always been one to lay down and relax, versus having my day filled to the brim with activities that encompass all of my time. An hour of rest atop of my bed provides me with the utmost peace and joy. My mattress exemplifies all that is me and it is the epitome of comfort.
