LJ is kind of really irritating.
I'm really annoyed because I updated this and wrote a lot and then LJ deleted it on me for no apparent reason. And now I can't get it back. Thanks LJ. I really appreciate that. So now I'm not taking the time to redo that entire entry and I'll just stick my college essay in here. Feedback please =)
Despite our countless number of unimportant fights, my sister has been the most influential person in my life.
Throughout all of my seventeen years, I have always looked up to my older sister, Cristina. I can remember as a child constantly following her around, wanting to do whatever she did, and yearning to be exactly like her. Whenever my sister went out with her friends, I begged and pleaded to do the same, which, I must admit, probably made me the most annoying little sister on the face of the Earth. How was I supposed to help it though? In my eyes, my sister was beautiful, determined, successful at everything she tried, and the best at everything she did. My sister held beliefs and principals that she never strayed from, she always knew what she wanted and worked hard to achieve it for herself, and she was the strongest, most unbreakable person I knew. Who wouldn’t want to be like that?
As I grew older and matured though, I realized that I couldn’t make myself into her clone by simply doing the same things she did. Attempting to be the softball star that I could never be, just to do what she did, would never work. I had to realize that I was not and could not be her… I just had to be me.
That being said, the life experiences I have had, and who I have become because of them, lead me to believe that I have fulfilled my childhood goal. Though I may not have ever hit four home runs in one softball game like my sister did, I have had that same determination and demand for excellence in other aspects of my life that shape who I truly am. I have always wished I could be just like my sister. I like to think that I’ve achieved that task by using what her actions taught me, and simply being me.
Despite our countless number of unimportant fights, my sister has been the most influential person in my life.
Throughout all of my seventeen years, I have always looked up to my older sister, Cristina. I can remember as a child constantly following her around, wanting to do whatever she did, and yearning to be exactly like her. Whenever my sister went out with her friends, I begged and pleaded to do the same, which, I must admit, probably made me the most annoying little sister on the face of the Earth. How was I supposed to help it though? In my eyes, my sister was beautiful, determined, successful at everything she tried, and the best at everything she did. My sister held beliefs and principals that she never strayed from, she always knew what she wanted and worked hard to achieve it for herself, and she was the strongest, most unbreakable person I knew. Who wouldn’t want to be like that?
As I grew older and matured though, I realized that I couldn’t make myself into her clone by simply doing the same things she did. Attempting to be the softball star that I could never be, just to do what she did, would never work. I had to realize that I was not and could not be her… I just had to be me.
That being said, the life experiences I have had, and who I have become because of them, lead me to believe that I have fulfilled my childhood goal. Though I may not have ever hit four home runs in one softball game like my sister did, I have had that same determination and demand for excellence in other aspects of my life that shape who I truly am. I have always wished I could be just like my sister. I like to think that I’ve achieved that task by using what her actions taught me, and simply being me.