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MIT essays part 1

Topic: tell us about the most significant challenge you've faced or something important that did not go according to your plan. How did you manage the situation? (200-250 words)

I love planning, so when I started grade twelve I had everything lined up. However, when the year started, my plans dissolved. I had failed to draft a personal essay, shifted the ACT to June, then September and didn’t do any university research. While everyone else seemed to believe in me, I lost confidence. My classmates called me a genius and though it should have been encouragement, it seemed like pouring water on a rock. 

When August came, I realized I had to look at life through a different lens, and gain confidence that things would work out if I worked hard and remained optimistic. I started waking up early, and I would study for two hours, and then save one hour for university preparation. I registered for the ACT in September, and I received good scores despite the fact that I had not practiced a month prior the test due to a piercing headache that had sent me home.

 I started writing a blog to release stress, because I knew that if I kept my emotions contained, they would eventually explode. I now acknowledge that I am not perfect, and that sometimes things will not go according to my plans, but I have learned to stay positive and problem solve my way through a challenge. I believe this experience will prepare me well for handling stress and managing my time and responsibilities in university.

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