FRO 14 LC15

Constant pressure. Fear of falling flat on your face. Always feeling like you’re not good enough or feeling like you do not belong. It has been an ongoing struggle. Life is a rollercoaster. Indeed, but every time you fall you must get back up. Never show any weakness. Prove to those who don’t believe you will succeed that you can. This is my story. I had always been a copycat, wanting to do everything my older sister did. She is my role model, not the easiest person to get along with, but definitely someone I would love to be like some day. Brooklyn Tech graduate and sophomore at Fordham University. What a smart cookie. I have no shame in admitting that I got denied from Baruch College, my dream school, at first. I was reading that rejection letter, devastated and crushed and feeling as though I had failed myself as well as my parents. A few days later, I received an email from Associate Director for Recruitment/Diversity Outreach, Huthaifah Kareem, about a rare opportunity to be reconsidered. Even though this email did not guarantee me a second chance, I was determined and would do absolutely anything to get accepted to this fine institution. Upon completing another supplemental essay as well as sending in another recommendation letter, I was officially accepted into Baruch College. It had been true what my sister said, it had to be fate that I was rejected to most of the colleges I wanted to attend. This second chance served as a wakeup call for lazy yet smart Sharon. This whole experience taught me that the more effort and time you put in to achieve something, the better your end result will be.

Growing up with a twin brother is an experience very few people will understand.  You are growing up with somebody that is literally going along with you every step of the way.  We literally grew up together.  Having somebody that looks exactly like you, growing up with you is a unique feeling because you are never alone.  My brother was there for me whenever I needed him and I was always there for him.  We have a special bond that most siblings don’t share.  We may not always get along but we always seem to put our differences aside to help each other out.  My brother and I are very different personality wise and we don’t have similar goals or hobbies.  I think that’s what makes our bond so special is because of our differences and how we compliment each other.  We are like Yin and Yang we are complete opposites but are complimentary to one another.

I CAN’T ADD A SELF PORTRAIT BECAUSE ALL THE STORAGE HAS BEEN USED UP.

While laying down my outfit for the following day, I stopped for almost an entire minute just staring at my closet from the other end of my room. Why did I stop you ask? Oh you didn’t ask? Well I’ll tell you anyway. It’s because I got an eery feeling that my closet, all the clothes in it, and all the clothes that had been in it at some point, were a frighteningly good metaphor for my life.

In middle school I would content myself with simple fabrics: cotton, polyester, etc.

As I grew older and wiser, so did my wardrobe. I began dressing more sophisticated fabrics: silk, cashmere, etc.

But…There are always those articles of clothing that you get from a store like H&M that uses appalling material with a decent cut and trendy designs at an almost unbelievable price to sell out by the boat loads…we all have them. I myself see my mustard colored cardigan hanging there everyday and consider throwing it out, but in a way it has molded itself to become an appropriate part of my wardrobe. No, I don’t wear  it, but it seems to have its cozy place between the denim jacket and the blue shawl sweater and i’d be lying if I said it wouldn’t pain me a little to get rid of it. because the truth is, that no matter how much we would like to change ourselves and get rid of that ugly , shitty quality, mustard cardigan in our personalities, it’s sometimes hard to. It’s hard to do away with something that we’ve grown accustom to seeing everyday, whether we like it or not.

So there it shall hang, until time and the moths that run rampid during the spring eat away at every little fiber.

Someone who has had an impact in my life is my best friend, Greisy. As cliche as it sounds she pushed me to become a better person. She made me get out of my comfort zones and push myself. In high school I was able to be a part of things I didn’t even think of being a part of. For example, she pushed me to join my schools’ play and cheerleading team. She also pushed me to getting more involved with internships.

While overall I enjoyed great success throughout high school there was one specific thing that I had trouble with and I have that same apprehension about college. That one apprehension is time management. In high school in addition to the workload I was involved in many teams, clubs, and extra curricular activities including: hockey team, school newspaper, student government, entrepreneur club, etc. While I understand the importance of getting involved in one’s school I think I will solve this apprehension by partaking in a few less activities and focusing more on my studies. I will also use my time more wisely and efficiently by using my 45 minute commute each way toward studying.

One thing that has really impacted me is my transition from high school to college.

Back in high school, I used to be very immature.  Due to this reason, I never really

worked to my full potential.  I always believed work, homework, and tests are the

burdens of my life.  My end result was average scores on my report card.  However,

through my older age and maturity I understand the importance of grades.  I need

to establish my career and study habits.  College gives me feelings of becoming a

young adult, who takes on more responsibilities.  Mentally knowing my goals

for a successful business career, I can have more serious attitudes and efforts

toward work.  Thanks to this transition, I reached a major turning point for the

positive direction.

Monologue: THUMP

I can’t handle it ThumpThump She needs me ThumpThump He needs me ThumpThump I need me! ThumpThump I must keep going…Your heart. YOUR heart!? We all thump thump for someone…Who is that someone for you? Your family? Friends? Do you LIVE for anyone? I hope because a lot of people don’t feel that way… A lot of people can’t even feel that way for themselves, for their right to live. So…I thump for my friend who told me she was going to kill herself. I thump for my best friend who can’t seem to understand how truly amazing she is. I thump for my parents who can’t seem to find a happy medium. And I thump for my grandfather who is 92 years old, fought in a war, and lost the his soul mate of 60 years but somehow, keeps on moving. I LIVE for them. My WORLD is for them. But my world is also for me. So I thump for me…because no matter how bad it gets, I must live on.

Thump Thump