The Supplemental Essay Word Limit Is Violence
Why us essay: 150 words. How do I explain wanting a library, a lab, and a city big enough to get lost in? I cannot. So I wrote about one museum visit and hop...
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Deleted My Finsta Before the Counselor Saw
I had a finsta with rants about school, parents, and crush drama. My counselor said colleges might look. I deleted two years of posts in ten minutes. It felt...
The Group Chat Where Everyone Is Fine
I posted something real in the group chat last night — about anxiety, about feeling behind — and within ninety seconds got four heart emojis and a meme. Not...
My Counselor Asked Which Version of Me Is Applying
My college counselor asked me to pick a through-line for my essays. Immigrant daughter. STEM girl. Debate kid. Artist who quit. I have been all of them in th...
Every Version Feels Like a Costume
On the impossible task of writing a college essay when every version of yourself feels like a performance — and where the real voice hides.
The Day Nobody Filmed the Perfect Thing
A short editorial on fleeting wins, unasked questions, and the quiet power of showing up — even when no one is watching and nothing gets resolved.