Dear Admissions Officer,
My dad told me earlier this year that the college admissions process is all about luck. How much you like me at a first glance. Just my name on paper. Out of twenty thousand applicants, how can I make you choose me?
My dad told me that there are too many valedictorians in this world. Too many 4.0s. Too many SAT scores that are just like mine. Too many kids who play piano. Too many kids who play viola on top of piano. Too many kids who want to study computational biology. Too many kids who place in international math competitions. Too many kids who write.
Too. many. kids.
It comes down to how I can get you to like me when you first see my name on a piece of paper. So I gave you and your institution a piece of my heart: I told you about my dreams, about my aspirations, and about why I wake up every morning.
I told you why I chose you.
However, you didn't choose me back. I'm not mad, though. If there was a formula about how to get into universiti