Personal Narrative: My Journey To UCF

One of the biggest bumps in the road during my academic carrier was during junior year when I got denied acceptance into NHS. I received a short black and white letter stating that I did not have a high enough GPA and I had “weak course load”. Keep in mind the requirement for acceptance was a 3.5 GPA and at the time I had a 3.6 GPA. I was simply outraged and discouraged. I talked with my mother shortly after, she told me she never got accepted into NHS either; I was not going to accept rejection. I began to ask some teachers about what they thought, the majority sided with me on questioning why I did not get in. So I wrote a six paragraph reply asking for a better explanation as to why I was rejected, I had also stated how I met the requirements for every
UCF is one of the biggest and most diverse schools in the country, meaning that it would open me up to many different possibilities and ideologies I would never see otherwise. As well as that the campus has a very welcoming ring to it and I would love to be a part of that by participating in student government and various clubs. I know this feeling very well because my sister has graduated from UCF over the past year and still lives in the area. I could not tell you how many times I have toured the campus with my sister over the past year and longed to be a part of the numerous activities hosted around the campus every day. I remember going to the Knight for a Day event and whispering to my mom, “I want to join this” to almost every presentation I went to that day. I never really understood the whole college family idea until I began to look at UCF, and I can honestly say I would love to be a part of the huge UCF family. I chose to apply to UCF because the UCF family applies to all