<p>Has anybody ever heard of college essays being written in a unusual format? I.e. short story 3rd person, pop song, limerick, et cetera? Just curious.</p>
<p>Me(s): A One-Act Play</p>
<p>(Several of me occupy themselves around my bedroom. Logical me sits attentively in my desk chair. Lighthearted me hangs upside-down, off the back of my recliner. Existentialist me leans against my door, eyebrows raised. Stressed me, Independent me, and Artistic me are also present.)</p>
<p>Stressed: So, come on, whats this meeting about?</p>
<p>Logical: (Taking a deep breath) Well, its time we come together. Its time we create Jeremy.</p>
<p>Lighthearted: (Furrowing his brow, but smiling) What? Is this Captain Planet, where all the characters join fists and out bursts the superhero?</p>
<p>Logical: No, this meeting is an opportunity to evaluate where we are in life, like a State of the Union Address.</p>
<p>Existentialist: Speaking of which, Ive been meaning to ask all of you: college? Honestly, is it worth it? You . . . (gestures toward Logical) youre writing that philosophy book, which should do well. And look at Artsy over there! Hes composing music, making beautiful art; why dont we see where we can get with that? Not to mention the endless possibilities if Lighthearted aims for Saturday Night Live. Think about the number of successful people in this world who didnt go to college! (Logical shakes his head) I mean, lets be realistic: if we go to college, eventually well be required to declare a major. Once we earn a degree, it might be harder to pursue our true passionscomedy, music, art . . .</p>
<p>Logical: Not true. First of all, you failed to mention my fascinations with neurology and psychology, which are potential majors at every university. Furthermore, opportunities to study comedy, music, and art are available at all colleges too; we just have to go after them. (Sends a reassuring nod toward Artistic) In fact, if anything, college will facilitate our involvement in activities like drawing, improvisational comedy, piano, psychological experiments, Japanese, ping-pong . . .</p>
<p>Artistic: Yeahimagine how much better Id be at writing music if I took a music-composition course.</p>
<p>Logical: Exactly. And what about our other educational goals such as becoming fluent in Japanese, learning the use of every TI-89 calculator button . . .</p>
<p>Independent: I agree. Plus, I was thinking of college as a social clean slate. I am looking forward to living on my ownaway from our overprotective, over-scrutinizing family. No more hesitating to ask girls out!</p>
<p>Lighthearted: (He has not been paying attention to the discussion) What ever happened to Captain Planet? He was like, really popular in 1987 and then . . .</p>
<p>Stressed: Enough out of you. (Lighthearted makes a mocking face at Stressed) Youre giving me a headache. By the way, everyone, were not making much progress here, and Im beginning to feel a stress-pimple coming on. (All except Existential gather around Stressed and comfort him)</p>
<p>Existential: Theres really no reason to be stressed about anything. If you think about how trivialhow meaninglessall this worry is, its kind of pathetic that your anxiety is about to get us all stuck with a pimple.</p>
<p>Independent: I dont know what youre talking about, Mr. I-Know-Everything-And-It-All-Means-Nothing, but mightnt we as well calm down Stressed?</p>
<p>Existential: If you consider that your top priority right now. I thought we came here to do something else.</p>
<p>Stressed: Hes right, Im fine. Lets just get back to work, and the problem will heal itself. Where were we?</p>
<p>Lighthearted: We were searching through the late 80s for Captain Planets mysterious disapp . . . (Stressed plugs his ears and momentarily steps out of the room; Independent shoves Lighthearted; Logic buries his face in his hands; Artistic begins doodling; Existential laughs)</p>
<p>Existential: Were a bunch of fools. It amazes me that we all squeezed into the same person. You know, if you think about the conversation we just had, it does reveal a lot about Jeremy.</p>
<p>Artistic: (Chewing his pencil) Hes got a point. And I thought of a cool song. So we were productive, after all. We should congregate like this more often. We can go places if we stick together.</p>
<p>All: Yeah, we can. (They all put their right fists together, and there is a sudden burst of light and thunderous sound, as in the old Captain Planet cartoons, followed by a knocking on the door)</p>
<p>Parents: Jeremy, are you OK? Whats all that noise?</p>
<p>Jeremy: Yeah, Im fine. Just puttin myself together. I think Ive got a good idea for a college application essay . . .</p>
<p>Haha north_face, that is definitely unusual.</p>
<p>I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.</p>
<p>I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.</p>
<p>Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.</p>
<p>I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.</p>
<p>I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me.</p>
<p>I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.</p>
<p>But I have not yet gone to college.</p>
<p>Hey, is this that essay from the kid who applied to NYU and got in? He wrote something very similar.</p>
<p>yeah taken from here: The</a> Best College Essay</p>
<p>I read an essay a long time ago about some kid who talked about his interest in math and how each part of him represented a different type of plane, but can't find it. There were a lot of good essays on that site.</p>
<p>a friend of mine wrote slam poetry or basically really long poems for a few of her essays, they were about 600 words and it the whole thing rhymed perfectly</p>
<p>i've heard of a newspaper format</p>