My own journey to college is one that is very close to many personal issues in my life. My academic career is closely linked to many of the choices I have made thus far, and so it has been and remains a gargantuan influence on how I approach other aspects of my life. Mounting success has fortunately been severely contrasted by very few challenges. Noting that it has taken much diligence and perseverance to attain this position I am grateful for, however natural gifts and generosity from others has grossly outweighed any burdens I would have to bear. I am truly appreciative for the people who have worked to improve my success, and without them the moments of greatness would be diminished and the challenges much more overwhelming.
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My academic success did not falter, and most of my challenges originate not from failing to achieve scholarly goals, but from external sources interfering with how far my drive to succeed is willing to go. Usually it ends with a completed assignment, but on rare occasions the pang of loneliness has been distracting. Realizing that I had barely connected with anyone in high school is still a predicament I would rather forget. This would be the situation if not for the reminder it provided that if inhibitions and doubt rule my life I will undoubtedly stagnate. How I managed it was treating the people who I considered friends as they seemed to have treated me: acquaintances. I was aghast at the notion that the last three years did not foster a meaningful friendship, but was too fatigued from past failures to remedy this. Instead, I anticipated my fresh start at UCF, and waited without the burden of connecting with people who I had seen grow alongside each other from afar. It was oddly liberating, no longer being encumbered to impress these people at every moment. This allowed me to refocus my priorities, so instead of pondering on how to become better friends, I could devote my brain to furthering my academic interests, and fostering a more creative
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My academic success did not falter, and most of my challenges originate not from failing to achieve scholarly goals, but from external sources interfering with how far my drive to succeed is willing to go. Usually it ends with a completed assignment, but on rare occasions the pang of loneliness has been distracting. Realizing that I had barely connected with anyone in high school is still a predicament I would rather forget. This would be the situation if not for the reminder it provided that if inhibitions and doubt rule my life I will undoubtedly stagnate. How I managed it was treating the people who I considered friends as they seemed to have treated me: acquaintances. I was aghast at the notion that the last three years did not foster a meaningful friendship, but was too fatigued from past failures to remedy this. Instead, I anticipated my fresh start at UCF, and waited without the burden of connecting with people who I had seen grow alongside each other from afar. It was oddly liberating, no longer being encumbered to impress these people at every moment. This allowed me to refocus my priorities, so instead of pondering on how to become better friends, I could devote my brain to furthering my academic interests, and fostering a more creative