Personal statement 4?5??

A great defining moment in my life was when I received the Bill and Melinda Gates Achievers Scholarship. I had planned to do like my big sister did, and attend community college for 2 years close to my hometown before transferring. The scholarship gave me the ability to choose a major sooner, and to pick from schools I would have never had the opportunity to go to. I chose Cornish College of the Arts to get my degree in Graphic Design. They provided me with an excellent stepping stone. The longer I went to college the more I realized I could not be satisfied with a career in almost anything. I know now I have to help people in some way that 8 hours I spend at work I want to be doing something for people, something to make their lives better, make the world better. There are many ways I could go about this with a law degree, their are so many facets of law that can be applied to my goal.

I feel out of place even thinking about law school. I grew up a small town, many of my friends dropped out of high school, or college. When I got my diploma I was the first out of my friends.

I started thinking about law during a class taught by Joseph Brotherton. I came to the realization shortly afterwards that I could do that, I could study law. The thought had just never occurred to me, like getting a degree in business or political science. It's nice to grow up and break out of the bounds you have mentally set for yourself.

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Let those who are without reproach cast the first stone.

L.

Personal Statement 3

Everywhere I read says to write something engaging something interesting, I have a hard time puffing up that much, I know that I am an anomaly but really who cares? how can I appeal to some people, I guess honesty would be the first thing, I need to write something fun, I have alot of personality, I should get a interview, things always seem to work out a little bit better in person, but on the other hand paper is an interesting accompaniment.. but I still have to write one.. so here it goes

I like balloons, and bubbles, and other cute and shiny objects, I find they give me an unreasonable amount of joy per dollar. I learned when I was young to find happiness in other insubstantial things, and maybe finding joy in balloons still counts as unsubstantial despite the fact it is derived from a actual object. The best times in life have always been talking to people, building some kind of personal connection, it could be with a great friend of a complete stranger. Nothing is more exciting than meeting someone for the first time. I like to listen to people, learn about their idiosyncrasies, discover their great joy.

The thing that is the absolutely most important thing to me finding something useful to do, at least that's what my dad used to say when I was small, I guess that is one important thing that has stuck with me, "Find something useful to do". It has caused me a slight bit of trouble with the satisfaction of life, I find it hard to be content. Accompany finding something useful to do with sated my rampant intellectual hunger and it causes some mental trauma, I have a deep internal need to simultaneously accomplish both goals. What I am doing now accomplishes neither I don't feel like I'm doing anything useful, nor am I learning anything substantial. ... ok gotta head out work is over.. L.

The Vertical Transportation Device

I step across the sticky floor the door slides shut, air glide through my nose, Unwashed bodies and stale cigarettes, my muscles react to movement with balance. The scent reminds me of old ladies, and my uncle bill. Why is ugly tile so pervasive not that the carpet is so much better, but I only realize that when I reach my destination, Ding! [(Shudder)] I grab the door handle, it wiggles, but nothing useful is accomplished luckily they know I'm coming, a muffled thump occurs, the lock throws back with a serious of complicated clicks, I'm in.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

personal statement 2

A laywer when I was younger was someone I knew was there, but never dealt with in any capacity. When I was thinking about careers it was very narrow, I knew that almost anything I went to college for I would have to leave my hometown to practice, the options were daunting, finally I used the things that I enjoyed or were good at to come up with a couple options, art or math/computer programming. During my studies further options continued to come to light, I began having difficulty focusing on my degree, there was something missing from my field. At that point I began looking into other programs, engineering, architecture, interior design, business, and intellectual property law. When school was just beginning I began to push the humanities program to offer a class in contracts, as art professionals many of us would needs this information, the class began to engage me in a deeply intellectual way something that was missing from my current studies. The farther I got in college the more I thought that my current studies may not be fore me, despite this fact I continued to pursue my degree being only two semesters from my BFA. What you do in college is not always a clear representation of what you may be doing in the professional environment, While I still hold this to be true, the professionals environment satisfied me even less than school did. I feel like what I'm doing just simply is not enough, There is a huge world outside these doors, I should be doing something to effect it in a profound way, I believe being a lawyer gives me an opportunity to do just that, also to sate my need for challenge.

Personal Statment 1.

if you all weren't aware before this I'm trying to write a personal statement for law school. It is a very daunting task.. exactly how am I supposed to tell anyone how I'm special how I'm interesting how I am sure. but most of all how can I do this without sounding stuffed? I need to imagine the people reading it need to be amused.. maybe write a story, I'm talking to an older, more serious professionals audience now.. what do they want to hear? Maybe I should tell lawyer jokes :D or not.

Alright I'm off to work

L.

Where does time go..

That's what I'm thinking about but.. instead I'm going to tell you a story about my story.

person A needs a project done..
person A gives project to person B
person B gives the project to person C
person C gives the project to person D and assigns project to person E

person D makes folder and gives it to person E

person E does project turns it in to person D

person E does corrections and gives it back to person D

person D gives project to person C who asks person E to send her a pdf.

person E sends person C a pdf.

person C sends it to person A

person A sends corrections to person C

person C sends corrections to person A

person C gives folder to person D

person D gives folder to person E

person E makes corrections gives folder to person D

sends pdf to person C

person C sends pdf to person A

person C then asks person A to call person E

person A calls person E.

person C asks person D to give folder back to person E

person E does corrections sends back in form of pdf to person C and turns folder into person D

person C sends pdf to person A

person C tells person A to call person E

person D gives folder back to person E

person A tells corrections to person E

person E does corrections and sends pdf to person C and gives folder back to person D

person A approves project

person D makes corrections gives folder back to person E

person E makes corrections and gives folder back to person D

person C calls person F to approve project

person F approves project

Person C tells person E to upload project

person E uploads project and sends jpeg to person D and person C

project is completed :D woot!!

the world

I talked to someone today that was celebrating their ??* (was sworn to secrecy) (*high number) wedding anniversary. They said something that resonated with me, I asked if they were going to celebrate their anniversary and they said we celebrate every day. That thought is wonderful, celebrating your life together every day. That's the best way to go really, doing something nice for everyone anytime you can afford it. Restore someones faith in humanity do something downright fucking inconvenient. Smile at the people jaywalking, don't honk the horn, assume a positive attitude to the bastards cutting you off.
I guess what I'm trying to say is do not give up hope.

Losing the world war

My world is being thrown back the way it was it questions my ability to work here, it makes me sad, crazy a little bit, the thing is they want to make sure I'm doing the work, which is alright I guess but when it comes down to it, I'm not doing the work. I'm doing something else. Isn't that what most people do? It bothers me their persistence on watching me, all it does is make me find a better way to cheat. I'll set up a mirror, a security system, or better yet, I'll take a screen capture of me working and put it was my background and use expose... hell I'll make a video of me working and play it while I space off and draw. They can't force me to do nothing, I just simply won't do it, they also can't watch me, they can't fight guerrilla warfare, but I can. I'm very obviously not meant for this job. I know it hasn't been very long but I'm just about ready to move on, I mourn my loss of joy at work. I liked it so much once, where did it go. I guess my initial feelings about this job were correct I just don't like it, I need to start hauling ass on getting something different to happen. I remember once about 3 years ago I used to have this incredible joy in life, that everybody else would catch, now I am missing this thing, it was removed at some point during my sleep, leaving me with a painful scar, and the memory of something great, and the sad certainty that as hard as a try to replace it, that particular thing is forever gone.

I am a robot

I awake to a beeping the flashing of LEDs My joints creak as a drag myself out of hibernation, I awake, drag myself to the sink, spit rust on the enamel, the faint squeak of metal, the hum of electricity though my finger, the toaster glows red. illuminating the "skin" that cover the mechanical nature of my body. pumping liquid into my body Squish whomp, Squish, to me it feels audible but it must not be. I drag my self to my tasks, it's the beginning, time to go to work. What makes them think that robots are so much more suitable?

life as we know it..

I am constantly seeing people argue for atrocities, let me say this, yes atrocities may be a necessities but wouldn't you prefer it if they were illegal?

I find myself at a loss for words, my project for next week however, is evil, a truly innocent act of war. I am tired of having to look over my shoulder constantly so I am going to restructure my area, of course the big man wants me to leave my desk the way it is so I can be easily watched, I however have better ideas. if I pretend to be oblivious to this fact and make my space I want it, and then how will they watch me? well maybe through the network or maybe they will try to peak over the walls, but either way I feel I will strike a victory against the mindset, I feel geniuenly disrespected to have my back to the freaking hallway, so it's going to have to go, in fact all it does is make me constantly waste time by looking behind me, if they truly do not like the amount the I work or the way that I work they can fucking fire me, but let me be comfortable working here, if I am going to continue. I am getting fucking whiplash constantly looking over my shoulder. so, it's going to be time soon, Bwahahahahahaha!!!!

a plan in motion, to be set in motion.

I thought I had something to write about

when I ask is a plan truly set into motion, when you think of it, when the planning starts, when the first action towards that goal is taken, when you learn facts about the plan but haven't though about taking action yet?

just a thought.

Bemoan my Comments

The most brilliant epiphanies of life are only momentary. You look at some past moment when you had it all figured out most of the time you were so wrong. Isn't that the way it works things are far to complicated to ever actually figure out, you are only aloud to get such a grasp on them that you think you may understand. I once created a list of lets say rules to successfully live life by. This rule would minimize stupid mistakes, beckon success.

Problem is I can't remember the, I'm pretty sure they were brilliant though, I remember a couple of them.

1. always strive to be as happy as possible
2. don't do things you know you will regret
3. don't regret the things you do
4. Figure out what you want and make it happen.

I'm pretty sure there were at least 7-8 I guess those are the ones that stuck with me. I guess some things do continue to be useful. Look towards the future, if what your doing now won't effect it, figure out what will. You don't want to constantly live in the moment, it just doesn't get you anywhere. Eventually you wake up and wonder where all the time went. I can tell you a couple places

television, internet, commuting.

I will not an extremist and say don't ever watch tv or use the internet, I would just be conscious about why you are doing it and what you could be doing with that time. 1 hour a day, you could learn to dance, martial arts, fix computer, programming, learn a foreign language, fix your car, paint your house, sew, do your laundry, cook a delicious dinner, or decorate. You could live. but instead, instead you zone, you seek entertainment, you accomplish nothing, you learn nothing, you must de-stress yourself, and lets face it people, we're wimps, there just isn't that much to be stressed about. In fact the only reason we think we are stressed is our obsessive focus on relaxation. So set down the remote and find something bloody useful to do, you never know when it might come in handy.

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