A College Personal Statement Example

Under the assumption the University has heartlessly thrown away my application, I kindly ask you to remove it from the trash can and take a second look, as my statement may convince you to do so. My statement serves me as a last resort only and not as a sole basis for admission. I have by now, completed my General Education requirements, thus giving me the chance to take on a major. I have also prepared myself fully to engage in an ever-lasting journey to finish college. Hell, I finished high school, and I can finish college! By admitting me, not only would you help me out, you could potentially help others, as I intend to do. Without further adieu my statement gives me a voice to make a plea and present my case. After failing to gain admission to the University several times under a different major (Computer Science - which I enjoy as I have many interests), I realized I truly love art. I try yet again for admission under the major of Art, which brings me to three major topics: why I chose my major, unusual circumstances I have experienced, and ultimately what I plan to do with my degree.

I chose art because I enjoy art and figured I would do something I have passion for. I have many other interests: television, computers, animals, music, and sports, which I consider each as an art form. I have thought about drawing professionally since about sixth grade when I saw another student creating great characters, which he spent hours drawing. I never had the knowledge to draw back then, or even during high school, but I did take art classes throughout high school. I developed certain interests in high school including photography, drawing, painting, and in particular pointillism - a form of drawing by use of dots. I have taken drawing classes at Sacramento City College with a great teacher, who would spend literally hours after class just to give me the skills I needed to draw. My teacher taught me about light and shadows. Shading truly makes a drawing come to life, otherwise the drawing would look flat and more like a cartoon.

Likewise, with learning how to draw, I have had unusual circumstances, which I have overcome. I spent my early grade school years with several bad teachers, until I went into the Special Education program, where I belonged. Who would have known my early inability to read was based on a legitimate learning disability-and to think of all the time I wasted in the Principal's office for "refusing" to complete my reading homework. Evidently, I never caught on until approximately age seven, while the other kids learned to read at age five or six. In my earlier education, during elementary school, I recall spending hours with Special Education teachers who taught me how to read, write, and even type better than I ever did. They made me feel proud of my work and so I felt good inside. I have overcome many obstacles, which had substantial impacts on my academic performance and feelings about education. One example in particular sticks out in my mind. I almost dropped out of high school at age sixteen, but through hard work - ten hours a day of homework - finished a year early. By the time I got into high school, I had minimal feelings for my education. I did not care what happened, once I had reached the "brink." However, I ultimately attribute my completion because of my parents, and perseverance. Completing high school daunted me, but I managed to finish. Honestly, I tried to drop out because of my lack of stimulus. Art in particular acts as a stimulus and I need a reason to wake up in the morning, as do many people. Art gives me the ability to express myself in ways I never would with another major. Some people feel art is simply a waste of time. Well to them I ask, "What about Ancient Egypt?" The world would have never known about Pyramids, nor taken a liking to hieroglyphics if the Egyptians never built the "Great Pyramids." The pyramids gave Egyptians recognition, and their hieroglyphics, which I consider as visual art, allowed them to communicate in a "written" fashion. Although an art major will require bookwork, the hands-on aspect appeals to me the most.

With background information provided, one would wonder what I intend to do with an Art degree. Having learned about discrimination and racism through taking a United States history course, I decided I would make drawings, which would help prevent the spreading and polluting of minds with racism, which puts a smile on my face along with joy in my heart. Because art can involve so many aspects, I could potentially wind up doing anything after graduating college. Hopefully, I will have some nicely paying job, giving me the ability to make donations to certain organizations so I can further spread my message of non-racism/discrimination. I will have the University to thank for such great success. A great future certainly wouldn't hurt.

Regardless of my admission, one might find me sneaking into classes, taking notes, and struggling to learn at a fascinating University of California campus. Like a pathogen unwilling to leave the body, I too refuse to leave even upon denial of admission. I will constantly persist for admission, until I gain entry. My grades cannot speak for themselves, so I feel satisfied to have the opportunity to elaborate and provide details maybe not seen on the application. Behind all those "A" grades, keep in mind, I spent infinite hours studying and trying hard to get those grades. Good grades do not come out of the sky, but they come from hard work, which I hope to have shown. Fortunately, I have spent three years and probably four by the time anyone reads my personal statement, at a community college, thus giving me insights on education in general. More specifically, I learned about good art programs offered at various Universities I applied to, UCD being one of them, from talking to UCD students at the Sacramento City College Davis branch. I ask once again for the University to grant me admission, and allow me to enter into a great college where I will have the chance to succeed. I have spent several years anticipating transferring just to ensure and enrich my education. I anticipate seeing the final consequences of all my years of hard work - kindergarten, elementary school, junior high, high school and now college. Now I ask if you will please "admit one." If I do not gain admission, I will constantly knock on the your door, pestering you until I gain admission. In order to end the melee right now, you must admit one. Admit one now!