What does Leonardo da Vinci, Bill Clinton, and myself all have in common? Active participation in procrastination; a practice frowned upon in today’s society, but not even Noah of the Arc could prepare for the impressive amount of water that loitered on already heavily saturated carpets. A mini ocean within ones bedroom must lead to a rotten seed (Plant metaphors for the win!); one would think, but on the contrary! Delaying the much needed water proofing to our house, gave root to the independent adult I am today and is a direct catalyst for my transition from childhood to adulthood. Removing the optimistic filter, the flood damaged most of my possessions, left my room dangerous and smelling of mold, and devastated what I called “home”, but
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My prideful and somewhat guilty conscious led me to help in any way including: cleaning, cooking, chauffeuring, etc. Around this time, anxiety creped in by little as realized the importance of a job to support myself. As a result, I started searching for anyone who would have decent pay and willing to hire a high schooler (Not an easy task). Eventually a friend’s mother; Mrs. Seuter, who owns Explosive Countermeasures International, offered me a job working as the companies unofficial secretary. People like to make fun, but that is serious career unlike any I had had before, one mistake and there could be severe repercussions, not necessarily with Mrs. Seuter, but with the …show more content…
An agreement between myself and Mrs. Seuter was made, in return for my work, I reside in a little loft equipped with bathroom, kitchen sink, and a mini refrigerator; this is what I call “home” now. My transition from childish seed to blossoming flower was made possible because of my dedication and passion to make the most of the education I received and strive to help those who are “fighting their hard battle” exactly as I did before and will continue to do. No pity parties in this greenhouse! There are no excuses in the real world; which means as an adult, I understand life’s not fair, but that’s okay because I’m fortunate enough to have this life and just as capable as Albert Einstein, Nelson Mendela, or the person reading this essay. If I want to become the first veterinarian, aerospace, biomedical engineer on Mars, then so be it! I’ll work hard every day to keep growing farther and farther until I reach my dreams, how’s that for a
My prideful and somewhat guilty conscious led me to help in any way including: cleaning, cooking, chauffeuring, etc. Around this time, anxiety creped in by little as realized the importance of a job to support myself. As a result, I started searching for anyone who would have decent pay and willing to hire a high schooler (Not an easy task). Eventually a friend’s mother; Mrs. Seuter, who owns Explosive Countermeasures International, offered me a job working as the companies unofficial secretary. People like to make fun, but that is serious career unlike any I had had before, one mistake and there could be severe repercussions, not necessarily with Mrs. Seuter, but with the …show more content…
An agreement between myself and Mrs. Seuter was made, in return for my work, I reside in a little loft equipped with bathroom, kitchen sink, and a mini refrigerator; this is what I call “home” now. My transition from childish seed to blossoming flower was made possible because of my dedication and passion to make the most of the education I received and strive to help those who are “fighting their hard battle” exactly as I did before and will continue to do. No pity parties in this greenhouse! There are no excuses in the real world; which means as an adult, I understand life’s not fair, but that’s okay because I’m fortunate enough to have this life and just as capable as Albert Einstein, Nelson Mendela, or the person reading this essay. If I want to become the first veterinarian, aerospace, biomedical engineer on Mars, then so be it! I’ll work hard every day to keep growing farther and farther until I reach my dreams, how’s that for a