Saturday College Admission Essay Sample

I take a deep breath to steel my nerves. I ponder for a second how ridiculous it is that a small white ball has such a profound affect on me, the man with a long metal club. “The hell with it” I finally think as I strain every muscle in my body to beat the small white ball with my driver, while simultaneously making sure my wrist does not twist, my hips sway, or knees bend. PING! The ball becomes a small white speck in the blue, riding the winds to finally rest on the soft green of the fairway. 280 yards- I could’ve done better, I think to myself.

I close my eyes.

The ball is hiked to me and I scan the field for open receivers. All I see is a mammoth tearing his way through my defense line with fire in his eyes and vengeance in his heart. Panicked I begin to backpedal, searching frantically for a receiver. No one. “It’s time to be a man” I think to myself. I sprint towards the mammoth at full speed, intending to somehow dive over him or something of the likes. The mammoth grabs me…

My eyes are closed.

Sweat drips down over my eyes. The roar of thirty thousand people pounds in my ears. I stand at the line that I am so familiar with. I stare at the hoop, my best friend, my worst enemy. “I am not afraid” is my mantra, creating a resonant hum in my mind. Free points is the perfect revenge for being fouled, I smile. I dribble a couple times, just to hear the sound. I let the ball fly… swoosh

I blink momentarily

Giant colored blocks are falling into my room. “Why must they always fall?” I think to myself. My room is clean but the blocks keep falling. “I WILL ARRANGE YOU!”, I yell at the colored menaces. I must make them fit together, I must economize my space! The blocks fit nicely together with my guidance and with a flash they disappear. My soul feels satisfaction, but as I look up a purple L approaches the new gap in my space. I sigh as they fall faster and faster, defying the laws of gravity. They are falling too fast. My room is full and they have no place to fall. The blocks become a lackluster grey.

It is dark.

Bombers roar overhead; their engines are only interrupted by the deafening blast of artillery fire. I will not last long sitting in this foxhole so I try to take a deep breath. “OVER THE TOP GOGOGO!” I yell to my allies as we jump out, machine guns blazing in cover fire. I sprint to a soldier who is pinned under an airplane. As I apply first aid I am hit by a mortar shell. Blood blurs my vision, I fade into blackness.

I have a headache. I drop my controller and stand to stretch seeing basketballs and tetris blocks floating burned into my retina. “I should probably get some exercise eventually” I think to myself, but hunger prevails and I bee-line to the kitchen. After sating my hunger and thirst I crawl into bed and drift into the land of dreams.

Saturday accomplished.