<p>COLLEGE APPLICATION PROMPT..
Prompt 1: Describe the world you come from for example, your family, community or school and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations.</p>
<p>I loved getting sick. The constant coughing, the sniffing, even the vomit attracted me. I never used to take a whiff of a sneeze or a cough or wipe my mouth with a Kleenex covered in mucus just to catch a cold, but the bodily reactions of my sicknesses are what interested me. This wasnt video game time, but the time to think. What caused mucus flowing from my nostrils? How could it be treated? That last question always hit me hard. There was a plethora of treatments in the world. My personal favorite was the taste of honey, lemon, and cinnamon whisked together and then licked during coughing season. But those were the simple herbal treatments that took days to cure; I was interested in the quick remedy: drugs. </p>
<p>I sat in my room, on my bed, flipping each page of the college pharmacology textbook my dad had just given me. I had no idea what half the words meant, but it was all so interesting, especially the pictures and diagrams. Specific drugs for specific symptoms, plant extractions that help fight a certain disease- that is where I wanted to be.</p>
<p>My dad had a pharmacological degree from Sunderland, UK, and was always an inspiration. He had such an immense knowledge in the world of pharmacy, and he always knew which medication was right when I had the flu.
The medication with zinc is better, he once told me at the drug store, as I watched in awe. The zinc prevents the viruses from multiplying.
And what about Vitamin C? Isnt that good? I asked him, naively, typical 7-year-old.
He laughed, shaking his head. Yep! Thats why you are supposed to drink orange juice everyday!
He had a rough life though, trying to study for exams while cleaning the house and cooking. He stayed up late at night and woke up early in the morning to study. Yet, he was determined and he successfully graduated in pharmaceutical science. Although I do not suffer the lifestyle, he did. Regardless, he was always encouraging me from the beginning, preparing me for college. I got a job, working to commit to my college funds, started to learn how to cook, even learned to iron my own clothes, something I had avoided for a long time. [Need a good ender? Suggestions?]</p>
<p>It was this early attraction to the world of diseases, from the constant waves of sickness, the scrapes on my arm and knee, and overhearing my dad talking about specific medications that made me want to be a pharmacist. A world of biology, chemistry, physics, and math- the perfect world for me.</p>