Swing

Okay, so today I would like to ramble about my personal statement... but it's on Orangutans

This was an audition for the reporter position in my school newspaper, and I had been wanting to join the newspaper since middle school, so this was a big thing for me. However, I had never written a personal statement before, and honestly, I'm still figuring out what kind of person I am. So I delayed writing the personal statement until the very last day..

Procrastination is my worst enemy, I know. I was hoping to have a glorious epiphany about myself before the personal statement was due. But, you know, such miracles never happen. It was 2 am, and I had nothing to write about. So I was typing emojis into the screen in agony, only to come across 🦧. This guy is one of my favorite emojis, and my only favorite animal. So I decided to write something about him.

But this was a personal statement, right? Writing about orangutans for a personal statement could suggest that I, a normal teenage girl, am an orangutan. I couldn't let the English teacher think that an orangutan was applying to be a reporter. (Although that would be very amusing) So I tried my best to imply that I am a human who only fancies (wait, no, that sounds weird. let me change that), a human who is merely intrigued by orangutans.

The essay wasn't that great. But you should take into consideration, I was writing this at 2 am, so my cognition was very hazy. (Probably worse than orangutans. ) I did finish the statement. I turned it in at 2:40. I went to sleep right away. I was almost certain that I would not get the position. However, the next Tuesday, I saw my name in the list welcoming new reporters.

I have two hypotheses for this phenomenon. A) The English teacher was also a fan of orangutans and decided to recruit someone who could spread the love to readers. B) She was reading my essay at 2 am, and her cognition was hazy too. Whatever the reason, I got in, and there's one thing I learned from this. Just go at it. Ideas don't just magically float into your head, and waiting for them to hit you would just help the procrastination monkey in your head. (I should probably tell this to myself, too.) Just do it. Embrace your inner orangutan and start typing. Wait, but this shouldn't be limited to just writing. Oooh I got a better one.

Swing from the branch you're on, no matter how flimsy it looks!

(this is a terribly written personal statement but I'll attach it here in case anyone is curious 🦧😭)