- Wed Jan 06, 2016 1:39 pm
#21569
This is a second draft of my addendum. Any help or feedback is appreciated.
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I have a 2.6 GPA.
I have a 2.6 GPA, and it completely devastates me.
That number represents the worst of me, and I hope I can prove that it isn’t indicative of my dedication to school, or my ability to do well.
I had to live at home during college. It was an abusive atmosphere, but it was something that I thought I could handle. I was wrong, and I slowly drowned. Some days, I had to miss class because there was a war at home. My parents were screaming, and my mother was crying, and I would stay home to take care of her. I would stay home to make sure my father didn’t hurt her. Some days, I couldn’t go to class because the bruises my parents gave me were too visible. Some days, the ones I gave to myself were. The beginning of my third year of college, I tried to kill myself. It was miserable and terrifying and lonely, like all tragic things are. That was the weakest moment of my life, and recovering from it took me a long time.
But when I did, it was absolutely worth everything. I learned so much about myself, what I want, and what it takes for me to be happy. I was still living at home, and I still had bad days, but I was infinitely stronger. Once I was happy with myself, it became clear to me that I had to prove my worth, prove that Cornell should take a chance on me.
I knew my grades weren’t indicative of my passion. I always did better in my major-related classes than I did in GECs, so I tried to counteract this. My last semesters at Ohio State, I retook the courses that I had gotten the lowest grades in. By retaking them and gettings As, I wanted to prove that I was capable of doing well. I wanted to be able to point at something tangible, to show that I had changed, to show that I wasn’t giving up.
Similarly, I knew that my first LSAT score (158) wasn’t good enough. I decided to sit out a year after graduation, and pour myself into studying. This December, after 18 months of LSAT based nausea, I got a 165. I went from 77th percentile to 91st. And I’m so pleased to be able to show proof of my commitment and ambition.
I love my education, and I am so dedicated to furthering it at law school. I’m devastated that my GPA doesn’t reflect that, but I hope that I’ve proved I’m worth taking a chance on, and I’m worth being a part of Cornell Law School’s incoming class.
There’s a quote, it says we can’t judge an ocean by its weakest wave. I’m not foolish enough to compare myself to an ocean, but I do hope that the weakest parts of me don’t push you away.
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I have a 2.6 GPA.
I have a 2.6 GPA, and it completely devastates me.
That number represents the worst of me, and I hope I can prove that it isn’t indicative of my dedication to school, or my ability to do well.
I had to live at home during college. It was an abusive atmosphere, but it was something that I thought I could handle. I was wrong, and I slowly drowned. Some days, I had to miss class because there was a war at home. My parents were screaming, and my mother was crying, and I would stay home to take care of her. I would stay home to make sure my father didn’t hurt her. Some days, I couldn’t go to class because the bruises my parents gave me were too visible. Some days, the ones I gave to myself were. The beginning of my third year of college, I tried to kill myself. It was miserable and terrifying and lonely, like all tragic things are. That was the weakest moment of my life, and recovering from it took me a long time.
But when I did, it was absolutely worth everything. I learned so much about myself, what I want, and what it takes for me to be happy. I was still living at home, and I still had bad days, but I was infinitely stronger. Once I was happy with myself, it became clear to me that I had to prove my worth, prove that Cornell should take a chance on me.
I knew my grades weren’t indicative of my passion. I always did better in my major-related classes than I did in GECs, so I tried to counteract this. My last semesters at Ohio State, I retook the courses that I had gotten the lowest grades in. By retaking them and gettings As, I wanted to prove that I was capable of doing well. I wanted to be able to point at something tangible, to show that I had changed, to show that I wasn’t giving up.
Similarly, I knew that my first LSAT score (158) wasn’t good enough. I decided to sit out a year after graduation, and pour myself into studying. This December, after 18 months of LSAT based nausea, I got a 165. I went from 77th percentile to 91st. And I’m so pleased to be able to show proof of my commitment and ambition.
I love my education, and I am so dedicated to furthering it at law school. I’m devastated that my GPA doesn’t reflect that, but I hope that I’ve proved I’m worth taking a chance on, and I’m worth being a part of Cornell Law School’s incoming class.
There’s a quote, it says we can’t judge an ocean by its weakest wave. I’m not foolish enough to compare myself to an ocean, but I do hope that the weakest parts of me don’t push you away.