All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Perfect MAG
My palms are not sweating as I type this.
I've never lied to my parents and said I was doing my homework when I was instant messaging friends, and then flunked an English essay as a result. I've never handed in work that was “just good enough” or disagreed with a teacher about a grade. I've never studied my butt off for finals just so I would get a 3.0 upon transfer to a new school. I've never cried at night because I was afraid I wasn't good enough. I've never done any of these things, because I'm perfect.
I always smile politely at people who taunt me. I never blow off a friend because I'm annoyed. I never, ever tell a lie. In spite of my ADD, I never fidget in class or fall asleep because my medication kept me up at night. I never make sarcastic comments in World Civilizations. I never have mood swings, and I never read science fiction during English, even when I hate the book we've been assigned.
I never blow off church on Easter because I'd rather eat chocolate and harbor doubts about Catholicism, even though attending mass would please my father. I never play “anywhere but here” when trying to find a seat in the cafeteria, or wish myself invisible during study hall. I never binge, even when depressed and angry with my mother. Speaking of mothers, I never fight with her either, even though we're too alike to live together.
Like I said, I have no flaws and I've never felt fear. I am a heroine and I love school, and I never, ever tell a lie or mess up or feel depressed when I break out or my hair's the size and shape of a space shuttle. I know emotionally and intellectually that beauty is on the inside.
You have just read a confession of my vices and shame and guilt. If you're still reading, you are probably the kind of person I want to learn from – patient, kind, and sick of reading sentimental essays about family tragedies.
I'm not perfect, and I won't pretend to be. I do want to be accepted by your school and make you see that I have good qualities. I want to be independent but also want help transitioning from school to life. I enjoy learning and debating. While I'm not always the best student, I try.
I'm competitive and argumentative. I love warm weather but tolerate anything as long as the company is good. I have mood swings, but I will try to manage them.
I will do my very best to succeed at your school, but I'll be honest about whether it's a good fit. I love writing, even essays, and I have a weird sense of humor. I wrote the first draft of this essay long before it was due.
I'm never, and do not aspire to be, perfect.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 14 comments.
I hope you got in where ever you used this essay!
Creative. Good job. Love the first sentence!