I wrote a practice on the question I know I will be asked, inevitably: Why do you want to go to this university?
Basically, my other essay was very deep and strong, emotionally, so I wanted to show any characteristic of mine - humor, I am known to be jovial.
Well here it is, in this case I will address it to Yale:
Why do I want to go to Yale? Well, lets see. Last year, at this point in time, 25869 students opened up their laptops, or grabbed sheets of lined white paper, and answered the question. Most of them wrote about, in copious detail, their desires to change the world, win a Nobel prize, give back to the community, fulfill their joy for learning, own BMW 7 series or a Lamborghini, if they have good taste. You must be wondering why I am reminding you of those cliched answers you are so bored of hearing. Why, oh why, am I bringing back the memory of that young girl from Texas who had never seen an ornamental Persian rug and just, so desperately, wanted to decorate her house floor with such a rug. The young girl who believed Yale's Economics department would drop a little of its overflowing knowledge on her and instill her with the wisdom and intelligence to make that dream a reality? Or the memory of the blissful Indian adolescent who really desired to get into a prestigious college so, back home, his parents could emphasize how proud they really were of him to all their neighbours? The answer is simple: this is why I want to go to Yale, though I feel it is important, at this point, to explain that I am no girl from Texas, neither do I have the desire to have an expensive Persian rug in my house; wood is fine as far as I am concerned. I shouldn't have to brainstorm, on that sheet of lined paper, a list of various reasons that are what you want to hear. It is who I am. It is in my blood. Flowing through my veins is a desire to own a big house, a desire to make my parents proud, hell, even own a BMW 7 series (it isn't that bad really). However, beneath all these childhood dreams and ambitions is a cause that will help me fulfill my dreams, a cause which will enable me to take my place in society, happily. That cause is Yale.
Basically, my other essay was very deep and strong, emotionally, so I wanted to show any characteristic of mine - humor, I am known to be jovial.
Well here it is, in this case I will address it to Yale:
Why do I want to go to Yale? Well, lets see. Last year, at this point in time, 25869 students opened up their laptops, or grabbed sheets of lined white paper, and answered the question. Most of them wrote about, in copious detail, their desires to change the world, win a Nobel prize, give back to the community, fulfill their joy for learning, own BMW 7 series or a Lamborghini, if they have good taste. You must be wondering why I am reminding you of those cliched answers you are so bored of hearing. Why, oh why, am I bringing back the memory of that young girl from Texas who had never seen an ornamental Persian rug and just, so desperately, wanted to decorate her house floor with such a rug. The young girl who believed Yale's Economics department would drop a little of its overflowing knowledge on her and instill her with the wisdom and intelligence to make that dream a reality? Or the memory of the blissful Indian adolescent who really desired to get into a prestigious college so, back home, his parents could emphasize how proud they really were of him to all their neighbours? The answer is simple: this is why I want to go to Yale, though I feel it is important, at this point, to explain that I am no girl from Texas, neither do I have the desire to have an expensive Persian rug in my house; wood is fine as far as I am concerned. I shouldn't have to brainstorm, on that sheet of lined paper, a list of various reasons that are what you want to hear. It is who I am. It is in my blood. Flowing through my veins is a desire to own a big house, a desire to make my parents proud, hell, even own a BMW 7 series (it isn't that bad really). However, beneath all these childhood dreams and ambitions is a cause that will help me fulfill my dreams, a cause which will enable me to take my place in society, happily. That cause is Yale.