Wanted: Love.
It is not like there is a lack of love in my life. I have two wonderful parents, a huge family/tribe, and more best friends than I can count on my right hand. The homey atmosphere of my school, the cozy vibe I get walking downtown, I am surrounded by comfort and care. I consider the love in my life a blessing, the best one anyone could have.
In college, however, I want to fall in love. Maybe with a boy, maybe with a city, maybe with a subject of study—but I’m looking to fall in love with myself. Going through high school I haven’t quite found myself, and I hope that in college I can manifest into the ‘me’ I am meant to be. Through pursuing my educational goals, living in a city with endless opportunities and millions of people, I wish to gain a better picture of the person I am, or at least the person I hope to become. The city of Chicago is where I feel like I will best be able to find what I am looking for. Loyola University is the school where I can stay dedicated to helping people and learning from experience and others, while exploring who I am. This school stands for everything that I already believe in, but is in a city where I will be able explore a part of me that has yet to be discovered.
I’m a lover. It seems slightly narrow to think that someone’s personality can be defined by one word, but if I had to chose one, ‘lover’ would be it. I love everything about my life-from NHL games to Dancing with the Stars, family and friends, Zumba classes and Shakespeare, right down to the Nutella in my pantry. There seems to be a little bit more to life than Nutella, TV, and friends, however. It’s about finding inner beauty that can’t be defined by anything other than the one who beholds it.