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Shady Sands
United States4021 Posts
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WhatisProtoss
Korea (South)2324 Posts
On August 26 2012 08:33 TiCHEN wrote: This is great. Thanks for this post. Im a dutch student atm and I will study in the US next year(2013/2014). My writing in dutch is above average but in english it all sounds a bit different. I could use the tips haha! Well, I hope you get an English speaker to look over your writing for you! | ||
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Azera
3800 Posts
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Shady Sands
United States4021 Posts
On August 26 2012 11:14 Azera wrote: So... I have a chance even if I don't score amazingly perfect scores for my GCSE A Levels? + Show Spoiler + please You're Singaporean, people will give you the benefit of the doubt anyways. You could always just go to the military for two years and come out of it as an Armed Recon Captain, colleges always like a badass | ||
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Azera
3800 Posts
On August 26 2012 17:50 Shady Sands wrote: You're Singaporean, people will give you the benefit of the doubt anyways. You could always just go to the military for two years and come out of it as an Armed Recon Captain, colleges always like a badass Compulsory enlistment for 2 years before I go to Uni anyway. Makes me a bad ass? What benefit of the doubt? I don't get it. | ||
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Shady Sands
United States4021 Posts
On August 26 2012 20:42 Azera wrote: Compulsory enlistment for 2 years before I go to Uni anyway. Makes me a bad ass? What benefit of the doubt? I don't get it. When I was in undergrad, me and my friends used to avoid sections where there were a lot of Singaporeans since all they ever did was raise the class average and make it impossibly hard for normal kids like us to get good grades  As for armed forces thing, I think US universities look for examples of leadership and ambition. Working in General Staff or supply units is not going to demonstrate as much of either as leading a combat recce team. | ||
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Azera
3800 Posts
On August 26 2012 20:46 Shady Sands wrote: When I was in undergrad, me and my friends used to avoid sections where there were a lot of Singaporeans since all they ever did was raise the class average and make it impossibly hard for normal kids like us to get good grades As for armed forces thing, I think US universities look for examples of leadership and ambition. Working in General Staff or supply units is not going to demonstrate as much of either as leading a combat recce team. Hmm... I don't think I'm the average Singaporean though. I'm not particularly studious with excellent grades or anything, you might even say that my studying habits are quite American-esque  | ||
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Shady Sands
United States4021 Posts
On August 26 2012 20:50 Azera wrote: Hmm... I don't think I'm the average Singaporean though. I'm not particularly studious with excellent grades or anything, you might even say that my studying habits are quite American-esque American kids don't study, they party and then cram the weekend of. (j/k, but really, studying habits at a US college are pretty bad on average. You're probably more hardworking.) | ||
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Azera
3800 Posts
On August 26 2012 21:04 Shady Sands wrote: American kids don't study, they party and then cram the weekend of. (j/k, but really, studying habits at a US college are pretty bad on average. You're probably more hardworking.) Monday~Friday: 30mins to an hour of hardwork put in. Homework? What homework? Saturday: An hour or so of work Sunday: Tuition for three hours on Math and Science and an hour of work How am I still in the express steam... | ||
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Shady Sands
United States4021 Posts
On August 26 2012 21:07 Azera wrote: Monday~Friday: 30mins to an hour of hardwork put in. Homework? What homework? Saturday: An hour or so of work Sunday: Tuition for three hours on Math and Science and an hour of work How am I still in the express steam... Maybe you're just a genius. How many IMO medals do you have? The Sing kid in my dorm block my first year had three, two silvers and a bronze. He kept complaining that no girls wanted to attend classes with him. We told him that no one, period, wanted to attend classes with him, and that it wasn't because he was a horrible person, it was because we all sucked compared to him. | ||
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Azera
3800 Posts
On August 26 2012 21:11 Shady Sands wrote: Maybe you're just a genius. How many IMO medals do you have? The Sing kid in my dorm block my first year had three, two silvers and a bronze. He kept complaining that no girls wanted to attend classes with him. We told him that no one, period, wanted to attend classes with him, and that it wasn't because he was a horrible person, it was because we all sucked compared to him. ROFL most of the time I barely pass maths. I'm not even qualified for the math olympiad. I'm an English/Lit/Humanities guy. Unfortunately whatever talents I might have won't be acknowledged by the system. | ||
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Shady Sands
United States4021 Posts
On August 26 2012 21:13 Azera wrote: ROFL most of the time I barely pass maths. I'm not even qualified for the math olympiad. I'm an English/Lit/Humanities guy. Unfortunately whatever talents I might have won't be acknowledged by the system. Then you will do just fine in a US college. Just write a funny story about the time in which you skipped studying for a math test or some nerd activity in order to finish up a short story or something. | ||
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Azera
3800 Posts
On August 26 2012 21:20 Shady Sands wrote: Then you will do just fine in a US college. Just write a funny story about the time in which you skipped studying for a math test or some nerd activity in order to finish up a short story or something. Or maybe a blog on TL even. I used to churn out those things daily. Now, not so much. Then I can link my love of writing with eSports and so on and so forth | ||
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Nymphaceae
United States350 Posts
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Shady Sands
United States4021 Posts
To Die For Tyrone and I met on the playground in first grade. Well, I was a first-grader. He was a third-grader at the time, bigger than the rest of his year already. The way he said hello was by landing on me from the monkey bars. It hurt. I still remember his voice, loud and clear. "Oh shit! You okay man?" He reached down, helped me up, and then was promptly hauled away by the playground monitor for saying a bad word. My parents had arrived in America as grad students, which meant that when school got out, I'd enviously watch my other friends get picked up by their parents in cars of every shape and size (but all so shiny and new), while Tyrone, myself, and a few other less lucky kids would crowd aboard the short bus. The only other thing I remember from first grade was the yellow caution tape and broken glass that encircled a 2-story duplex fifty yards from our front door, a drug deal gone bad. My parents used it as an educational opportunity. So did Tyrone's apparently. "My daddy said they deserved it. Said they were snitches." What was a snitch, I asked. He said it was someone who told on a friend. Needless to say, when our fortunes improved, we moved out. My 11th birthday rolled around and I asked my parents if he could come. They first laughed a little, said they didn't remember any of my friends with that name. I didn't get the hint and asked again. That was the first time I ever argued with my parents. Tyrone came over, thirteen now, and he brought his mom. Later, I asked him where his dad was, and he didn't answer. So instead, we talked about other things. Well, it was mostly Tyrone. He prefaced all his stories by saying his dad was the best storyteller around. I told him he was a chip off the old block. He didn't get what that meant, so I explained it. Then his face got dead serious and he gave me a black eye. "I'll never be like my dad, you hear?" I still wanted to hang out with him and didn't want to get shot, so I told my parents I'd slipped and fell. But it was another six years before I saw Tyrone for the third time. He caught me on the street, walking back from my summer job as a telemarketer, and gave me a ride back in his very new and very shiny car. Along the way, we stopped at a Chinese place, where I remember him pointing at the menu and asking what each item meant. It took me a moment to realize that he couldn't read the English translations either. There, over pepper beef and rice, we talked. He asked if I liked the car. I nodded. He grinned from ear to ear, said that he had saved up for a year to buy it. Then he leaned real close and whispered that his dad was getting out in a week, and he'd gotten the car for his dad, to prove that his son was a grown man. Then he asked where I was going after graduation. I said that I wasn't sure yet, but I was thinking about staying in-state, since I wanted to save up for a car myself. He shook his head, hard. He said he'd seen me on the newspaper a few months back winning a science fair, said that I was smart, and that I deserved some "Ivy League shit". I wanted to tell him it was actually a debate contest, and I'd only taken third, but his face looked dead serious, so I shut up. He leaned close again, pointing at the newspaper, and said that people would die for the chances I had. I saw Tyrone's high school yearbook photo four days later. He looked a lot happier being on the newspaper than I did, the braces perfectly framing his smile. He was killed in a drive-by. I wanted to tell him that he was wrong. People shouldn't die for chances, because they'll never get to enjoy them. Then I realized how many people made that mistake each day, and how lucky I was to have a way out. All I have to do is make the most of life--so that one day, I can give others the chances I got myself. And ___________ is where I'll do that. Yeah, I know it sounds cliche reading it, but at the time I was kind of another Asian male math/science/debate clone, so I wanted to write something that would set me apart. So please forgive me if it sounds corny ><. EDIT: Also my other essay was a lot shorter and a lot more focused on debate. But that one is really bad lol. | ||
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Aerisky
United States12128 Posts
That's definitely a good personal statement, but wow that must have been rough. I grew up in the definition of suburbia whose residents generally were at significantly higher socioeconomic standing than average. There were two accidental suicides involving motor vehicles and bicycles in high school, but it never got worse than some high school kids here and there doing marijuana. Also you should come to the TL ABL irc trust me, that's where all the fun is. | ||
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Nymphaceae
United States350 Posts
On August 27 2012 09:31 Aerisky wrote: Out of [an overactive, if I had to be honest] curiosity, what do you do now--for a living, I mean? Also where did you end up going and what did you major in? I also can't tell how old you are but I assume you got married from that one blog? :D If it's too personal or otherwise not worth answering, don't worry about it. That's definitely a good personal statement, but wow that must have been rough. I grew up in the definition of suburbia whose residents generally were at significantly higher socioeconomic standing than average. There were two accidental suicides involving motor vehicles and bicycles in high school, but it never got worse than some high school kids here and there doing marijuana. Also you should come to the TL ABL irc trust me, that's where all the fun is.I grew up in suburbs too, but when I got to college, that's when it started to get kind of crazy during my Jr/Sr. years. I had some one try to kill me, so that some one would kill him, and I was part of a really big drug deal with machine guns and exotic cars involved. I have 3.6 GPA, so I guess I'll have to apply to Harvard, and see if I can get in. | ||
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Resisty
United States375 Posts
 I was thinking of writing about my depression but I felt it would sound like some "my grandma died I cried and now I am stronger" bit... | ||
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Azera
3800 Posts
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Shady Sands
United States4021 Posts
On August 27 2012 16:42 Azera wrote: You're asian? Yes, why is that surprising? | ||
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