Considering both the specific undergraduate school or program to which you are applying and the broader University of Pennsylvania community, what academic, research, and/or extracurricular paths do you see yourself exploring at Penn?
Here's what I have so far. Is my first-person, present-tense approach a bit too much? (btw, I'm applying to M&T)
My eyes open slowly and calmly. The gears of my mind begin to turn once again, thinking about my agenda for the day. It's bright on the Quad...too bright. My gaze darts to my alarm clock. 10:17 am. Did I oversleep? What happened to the alarm? I jump out of bed, my fuel cell diagrams flying everywhere.
"I can't believe we met the Vice President of JP Morgan yesterday," my roommate garbles while brushing his teeth.
I realize it's a Saturday; as members of the Wharton Energy Club, we spent most of Friday attending the Wharton Energy Conference next door in the big city. I became so immersed in the discussion and presentations that I was unaware of the fact that I was a teenager amidst countless middle-aged, professional business men and women. Having studied at Wharton and SEAS through the Management and Technology program, I'm able to understand most of what is being discussed. All as an undergraduate student.
I freshen up and head to Lippincott for a book for Management 235: Technological Innovation and Entrepreneurship. I had been looking forward to this class since I arrived at Penn, and it went beyond my already-hyped expectations. Whereas I expected to simply sit in lectures and take notes, I learned how involved and stimulating the classes at Wharton can be. I've felt privileged to be taught graduate school material by graduate school professors so early on. But that's the norm here at Wharton.
Walking down the Quad, I see chemical engineering professor Vohs and decide to ask him about his recommendation letter for my Vagelos research grant. He approaches me first: "Hey, Varun! I submitted the forms yesterday. Let's hope for the best." I hope that the grant will facilitate my research of fuel cells, but that's only the half of it. I plan on inventing and developing a business model to sell something for practical use that could be powered by fuel cells. I'll meet some friends at the Weiss Tech House later today; we're creating a project for PennVention as well as submitting a proposal for the Venture Initiative Program. As the first and best programs of their kind for undergraduate students, each of these will help me get exposed to the world of business and innovation. With the support of the College, I am free to experiment and take risks to grow as an entrepreneur.
But I have a unique choice of extracurricular activities here, too. As an Indian and avid Bollywood fan, I've joined PenNaatak-I can finally play that overzealous villain who sings and dances. I've easily made great friends as a member of PenNaatak, and our common love of Indian culture brings me back home to my paneer makhni and roti.
After a long day of work and fun-the line between the two is becoming increasingly blurry-I sit at my desk to write an article for my humor DP column, Bad Karma Sharma. Maybe this time, I'll write about alarm clocks.
Here's what I have so far. Is my first-person, present-tense approach a bit too much? (btw, I'm applying to M&T)
My eyes open slowly and calmly. The gears of my mind begin to turn once again, thinking about my agenda for the day. It's bright on the Quad...too bright. My gaze darts to my alarm clock. 10:17 am. Did I oversleep? What happened to the alarm? I jump out of bed, my fuel cell diagrams flying everywhere.
"I can't believe we met the Vice President of JP Morgan yesterday," my roommate garbles while brushing his teeth.
I realize it's a Saturday; as members of the Wharton Energy Club, we spent most of Friday attending the Wharton Energy Conference next door in the big city. I became so immersed in the discussion and presentations that I was unaware of the fact that I was a teenager amidst countless middle-aged, professional business men and women. Having studied at Wharton and SEAS through the Management and Technology program, I'm able to understand most of what is being discussed. All as an undergraduate student.
I freshen up and head to Lippincott for a book for Management 235: Technological Innovation and Entrepreneurship. I had been looking forward to this class since I arrived at Penn, and it went beyond my already-hyped expectations. Whereas I expected to simply sit in lectures and take notes, I learned how involved and stimulating the classes at Wharton can be. I've felt privileged to be taught graduate school material by graduate school professors so early on. But that's the norm here at Wharton.
Walking down the Quad, I see chemical engineering professor Vohs and decide to ask him about his recommendation letter for my Vagelos research grant. He approaches me first: "Hey, Varun! I submitted the forms yesterday. Let's hope for the best." I hope that the grant will facilitate my research of fuel cells, but that's only the half of it. I plan on inventing and developing a business model to sell something for practical use that could be powered by fuel cells. I'll meet some friends at the Weiss Tech House later today; we're creating a project for PennVention as well as submitting a proposal for the Venture Initiative Program. As the first and best programs of their kind for undergraduate students, each of these will help me get exposed to the world of business and innovation. With the support of the College, I am free to experiment and take risks to grow as an entrepreneur.
But I have a unique choice of extracurricular activities here, too. As an Indian and avid Bollywood fan, I've joined PenNaatak-I can finally play that overzealous villain who sings and dances. I've easily made great friends as a member of PenNaatak, and our common love of Indian culture brings me back home to my paneer makhni and roti.
After a long day of work and fun-the line between the two is becoming increasingly blurry-I sit at my desk to write an article for my humor DP column, Bad Karma Sharma. Maybe this time, I'll write about alarm clocks.