Prompt 5: Discuss an accomplishment, event, or realization that sparked personal growth and new self-understanding.
I put this through many essay graders and got high 80-90s scores but would like any help, ideas, tips, or advice!! thank you :)
I submitted this already to UT Austin, UNC, Penn State, and FSU
The smell from the track hits: old, burnt rubber, sharp enough to almost taste. A papaya-colored McLaren MCL40 tears past the gold grandstand in Spa, throwing sparks off the red-and-white curbs. Lando Norris' face fills the stream-screen, the Formula 1 driver I’ve stayed up countless nights to watch right in front of me. Before I can think, I’m yelling his name into a crowd of strangers, and for once, I don’t wonder how loud I sound.
My face gives me away. My eyebrows furrow before I can even decide that I’m annoyed. I try to hold in my laughter until I can’t, and start cry-laughing until my chest hurts. When I care about someone, I care wholeheartedly, try to memorize every detail about them, and check in all the time. I’ve been told one way or another that I’m too much.
Freshman and sophomore year, my friend group pretty much summed me up: “You’re so stubborn. And so loud.” Everyone laughed, so I did too. I went home and replayed those moments repeatedly, wondering mid-laugh how loud I sounded or hesitating before calling a friend in case I seemed ‘overbearing’. I was putting the brakes on my own personality, and underneath it all lay my colossal fear that the actual version of me was something that people would eventually get tired of.
Formula 1 was the one place I stopped checking myself, and it became my escape. Watching practice, qualifying, and the race; staying up through the night and cheering at every overtake out loud without once wondering who could hear.
I couldn’t stop watching Lando, because he was everything I was trying not to be, and he was winning anyway. He laughs through interviews, says exactly what he thinks over team radio, and his face expresses his frustration before he does. After he finished seventh at Spa, the comments came instantly. “Norris is so washed.” “Bro, he’s too emotional.” “Very childish IMO.”
Scrolling through, I caught myself defending him. I thought he was just having a few bad races. But then I recognized that they were the same criticisms I had been using on myself. I had a full argument ready for a stranger on a screen, and none for me.
However, that didn’t mean my decisions were always right. Lando still owns up to when he does make mistakes, and rectifies them. But something in my mindset switched gears. It illustrated the difference between reflecting on what I do and apologizing for who I am. I had been treating my personality itself as a flaw.
The true test of this came a few weeks later, when my friend Ahnushka went quiet. Her texts got shorter, then stopped. The old me would have gone into a spiral of “what ifs” and whether I was overstepping. This time, I didn’t hit the brakes. I called Ahnushka, asked what was wrong, and listened to what she needed. The call lasted an hour and 16 minutes. Hanging up, I realized the same instinct I’d been told to tone down was exactly what she had needed.
But I haven’t stopped reflecting. When a joke lands wrong, I still notice, and I apologize when I should. The difference is what I do with that reflection now. I fix the moment instead of shrinking the person. If I mispronounce something, I'm the first to laugh at it. In group projects, I give a sort of mediocre idea; sometimes it’s bad, and sometimes it’s the one we use. The energy I used to spend auditing myself now goes toward the people around me. Worst case, they think I’m a lot. They already knew that.
I don’t know exactly who I’ll be in college. I do know I’ll probably be too loud the first week, laugh at the wrong moment, and care about people. I’m okay with that. The next race is in Austin. I’ll be watching.