someone tear this essay apart:
Imagine a very busy place, such as a newsroom. Now imagine that all the workers are very small gnomes, hastily running to and fro in the office, speedily exchanging information. Just like clockwork, the newsroom produces a flawless newspaper every morning for my pleasure to read.
Contrary to popular belief, computers are not filled with tiny gnomes running back and forth. They are, however, best described as my passion in life. I first looked for schools with strong computer science programs, simply because I enjoy using computers. After taking a look at my own computer, however, I realized that there are many more things that I enjoy in life than the kinds of things taught in computer science classes. Instead, my computer has a vitality all its own, a soul that reflects who I am.
When my computer is first turned on, my desktop �wallpaper� greets the user with a stick figure, engulfed in flames. Underneath this odd sight sits a friendly warning: �Do not set yourself on fire.� Then, my �Buddy List� pops up, keeping me in touch with countless friends I�ve made over the years.
While my computer doesn�t plainly show it to anyone walks by, I�m undeniably a dreamer. This machine is loaded with action games. I�ve played video games with a passion since I was four years old, and since the first day I touched a Nintendo controller I�ve wanted to work in the video games industry with other people who love the same kind of things I do: good games and cult-classic movies with bad acting.
Many people consider it difficult to work in video games, but I think I may have found my calling. Journalists have been around for years, writing reviews and previews of new games. I�ve worked in amateur journalism (relating to videogame competition) for close to two years now and I love the work. By looking back into my folders of archived documents, I find that I�ve come a long way in two years, and maybe some real journalistic training can carry that progress even further.
However, I awoke to the world outside computer science when I remembered my love for music. Stored on my computer are over eight days straight of music. All of it, however, has one thing in common: it�s relaxing. My love for music has opened up many doors for me, from singing rock songs in my car, to performing solos on stage, to a leadership position in the A Cappella Choir. In one of my archive folders sit the lyrics to John Lennon�s Imagine.
People think I�m a nerd because I spend so much time on my computer. I completely defeat the stereotype, though; I�m not a pudgy guy who lives in a comic book store, arguing over the trivial details of the Star Wars trilogy. Nor do I talk out of loneliness to my toy penguin, sitting atop my computer, watching over my room with pride. It�s not a gnome, but it�ll do.
Contrary to popular belief, computers are not filled with tiny gnomes running back and forth. They are, however, best described as my passion in life. I first looked for schools with strong computer science programs, simply because I enjoy using computers. After taking a look at my own computer, however, I realized that there are many more things that I enjoy in life than the kinds of things taught in computer science classes. Instead, my computer has a vitality all its own, a soul that reflects who I am.
When my computer is first turned on, my desktop �wallpaper� greets the user with a stick figure, engulfed in flames. Underneath this odd sight sits a friendly warning: �Do not set yourself on fire.� Then, my �Buddy List� pops up, keeping me in touch with countless friends I�ve made over the years.
While my computer doesn�t plainly show it to anyone walks by, I�m undeniably a dreamer. This machine is loaded with action games. I�ve played video games with a passion since I was four years old, and since the first day I touched a Nintendo controller I�ve wanted to work in the video games industry with other people who love the same kind of things I do: good games and cult-classic movies with bad acting.
Many people consider it difficult to work in video games, but I think I may have found my calling. Journalists have been around for years, writing reviews and previews of new games. I�ve worked in amateur journalism (relating to videogame competition) for close to two years now and I love the work. By looking back into my folders of archived documents, I find that I�ve come a long way in two years, and maybe some real journalistic training can carry that progress even further.
However, I awoke to the world outside computer science when I remembered my love for music. Stored on my computer are over eight days straight of music. All of it, however, has one thing in common: it�s relaxing. My love for music has opened up many doors for me, from singing rock songs in my car, to performing solos on stage, to a leadership position in the A Cappella Choir. In one of my archive folders sit the lyrics to John Lennon�s Imagine.
People think I�m a nerd because I spend so much time on my computer. I completely defeat the stereotype, though; I�m not a pudgy guy who lives in a comic book store, arguing over the trivial details of the Star Wars trilogy. Nor do I talk out of loneliness to my toy penguin, sitting atop my computer, watching over my room with pride. It�s not a gnome, but it�ll do.