Question #1:Writers: do you ever stop fluctuating between complete egotism and complete self-hatred about your work?I am an undergraduate majoring in poetry composition, and as a result, producing work and receiving feedback constantly. Some days, I feel equal to Shakespeare. Others, I feel like I'm not good enough to write at all. These emotions rarely even have any environmental triggers. It's just that some days, the positive reviews I receive seem more important than the negative. Other days, vice versa. Very much so. It's a lousy, bipolar feeling. Does it ever level out to something more reasonable?Question #2:Can I please get feedback on my poem?I am just new to writing poetry and I want to know if this is any good. I would appreciate honest opinions as well, but if you don't like it please say why :)Thanks in advance. Three times Two times One time Sun time Fun time Gun time Clap, Clap, Clap! War time. Rivers of sludge curve down from factories We see them but we are blind Deaf to the screams of birds as they die in a poison laced sky. Anthrax rains drop down upon us But we do not fair what we have created. We embrace the four horseman; War, Famine, Death, Pestilence. And do you know why? Because the human race has never been so Wealthy. I don't know if it's my best work but I think it's alright. My other ones are all alot longer which is why I didn't post them whoops I used the wrong fear/fair there Question #3:Will You Give Me Feedback?I write poetry, mostly love poetry and other things about my life and i'm really shy about letting people read it. But i think i'm going to go ahead and break out of my shell. If you want to read some of my poetry you can email me @ tralina_lina@yahoo.com and i will send you the ones i have. I would appreciate it if you gave me feedback positive or negative i just need to know if i'm good thanks :)I really cant chose a best answer for this but thanks for your support. I posted one of my poems and somebody left a not so nice comment on it :-/ Question #4:What do you think of my poem? (it's short, please answer)?. i usually just write some cheesy rhyming poem...but now i'm trying to improve in this type of poetry... i apologize if it's horribly written.. i'm only 14, and not experienced at all in writting... any tips on how to improve the poem, as well as title suggestions would be very much appreciated:)I feel the frigid steel scamper freely down my arm the transgression of veins leave streams of scarlet all uniting together in a puddle on the black-tiled floor The teardrop catches on my closed lash then falls down the flushed plane of my cheek leaving a black trail of mascara contrasting darkly with my ashen skin The silence pierces my ears my eyes continue their water bleeding I can taste my salty tearsdrops smearing my blood all over the walls I’m the quietest form of rebel **sighs** .. i've posted this many times.. but have only gotten a few suggestions and feedback... i apologize if i'm getting annoying with the posts... i just really want lots of constructive critisism... Question #5:Some more feedback on my Poetry?As the weeks passed by and the story did spread.Also did the words the teacher had read. "Maybe a lil Maybe alot But tomorrow forget you I will surely not. Maybe its love Maybe its lust But you remain in my heart til it turns to dust." Bye and Bye the years went on. Him never forgetting she was the one. So on continued his life. Filled mostly with joy and sometimes strife. Until that day he got "it" in the mail. The letter, the reason his emotions set sail. A simple, not forgotten, elegant lil poem, In a simple white envelope addressed to his home. "Maybe a lil Maybe alot But tomorrow forget you I will surely not. Maybe its love Maybe its lust But you remain in my heart til it turns to dust." She had never forgotten the words he wrote. Nor her schoolmates laughter, and jokes. But yet she anwsered his poem with her own. Honesty and compassion he read in her tone. "Maybe alot Maybe not so much But for years my heart your words have touched. Maybe its lust Maybe its love Over hardships those words carried me beyond and above." And all this by simply putting your feelings and words together. Look outside your door I sent myself with this letter. Question #6:What do you think of my poem? (please answer)?.. i usually just write some cheesy rhyming poem...but now i'm trying to improve in this type of poetry... i apologize if it's horribly written.. i'm only 14, and not experienced at all in writting... any tips on how to improve the poem, as well as title suggestions would be very much appreciated:)I feel the frigid steel scamper freely down my arm the transgression of veins leave streams of scarlet all uniting together in a puddle on the black-tiled floor The teardrop catches on my closed lash then falls down the flushed plane of my cheek leaving a black trail of mascara contrasting darkly with my ashen skin The silence pierces through my ears I taste my salty teardrops smearing my blood all over the walls I’m the quietest form of rebel **i already posted this.. like 5 hours ago.. but got no feedback** .. *sighs* .. then i posted it again... and only got t 1 answer...so here it is again.... Question #7:What do you think of my poem?.. i usually just write some cheesy rhyming poem...but now i'm trying to improve in this type of poetry... i apologize if it's horribly written.. i'm only 14, and not experienced at all in writting... any tips on how to improve the poem, as well as title suggestions would be very much appreciated:)I feel the frigid steel scamper freely down my arm the transgression of veins leave streams of scarlet all uniting together in a puddle on the black-tiled floor The teardrop catches on my closed lash then falls down the flushed plane of my cheek leaving a black trail of mascara contrasting darkly with my ashen skin The silence pierces through my ears I taste my salty teardrops smearing my blood all over the walls I’m the quietest form of rebel **i already posted this.. like 5 hours ago.. but got no feedback** Question #8:What do you think of this poem?I posted it 2 days ago but I just want feedback because I am thinking of sharing it @ poetry night..The hopes of the pills helping Isn't the solution The temporary feeling soon escapes The guilt and burden still lays within your heart Grief at the top of your memory Reminiscing on your actions that destroyed another is hard to accept The pain is balled up, flooding around inside you Life begins to move in a fast pace Drugs,popping pills,parties, and drinking Still the next day, you wake up feeling miserable Only if you could get up and walk away But, No matter where you are and how you feel, it's still with you What stops you is the memory of what started this In your dreams appear the face of your mother Sadness and disappointment filled in her eyes And she's yelling why? All you can say is "Sorry" Question #9:Can I get some feedback on my poetry?Just like her Dad had done.Her father was an addict, he was never home. He took off to go buy drugs and left her all alone. She never knew when he'd come back, or even if he would. She waited for him day and night, just like a good girl should. One day that little girl grew up. She started using too. Her life was full of one night stands, the consequences not in view. Soon she'll be a mother. Then life won't be so fun. She'll leave her kid to go buy drugs. Just like her dad had done. What do you guys think? This was inspired by the people I know who's lives have been affected by drugs. It made me sad and I am very anti-drug so I wrote this little poem. Question #10:Pessimistic poetry (feedback please)?Please honestly tell me what you think, no hard feelingsAs you plaster on your fake like smile, And choke back tears, I choke back life, Counting down the years. Are you ready? Its almost time for the show, I await- My blood lust has grown. Your scent lingers as you grace us with your presence, My smile swells i will soon taste blood. My tongue explores my new set of teeth, I am thrilled to be the host of your last heart beat. The screams, shouts, and yells of fear, Are canceled out, As i run my fingers through your still living hair, Now lost in thought, Your beauty now present in death, You look so pretty as you beg for one last Breath. Your blood: warm, soothing, soft, settles my anger. I watch as your eyelides close, your world turns black, we've gone to far, there is no turning back. Uncontrollable now, Instincts take control. Blood flowing, What have i done? Better of dead, I finish the deed. Amazingly beautiful as you slowly bleed. Your corpse body falls to the floor, Im done, I cant take this anymore. Slowly, cautiously I grab the knife. Do I look beautiful as I end my life? Question #11:How do you feel when people...?compliment youwithout constructive feedback posting their questions over and over plugging away at perusers promoting like politicians pompously purveying poetry pretending to purvey adoration posting poems, the same poems over and over and over and over and over and over and... well? LOL. Question #12:please critique my poetry, let me know if you think its good enough for publishing or bad enough to throw away?What do you think of my poetry and should i try to get it published?please give honest feedback?These are just a few of the poems which i wrote while a a lockdown rehab facility which caused me to fall back into a deep depression and i learned that writing came easy to me if i just wote how i felt and didnt have to think about my words. ill give jjust a few haikus and then some song/poems i wrote because theres way too many haikus to give them all and id like to fit in the song poems also. Your misconceptions These misinterpretations Are running my life I don’t have much time So I write the most I can ‘Fore they take my life They have the power When will we finally wake? Rise and take it back They all seeing eye It is beginning to rise Has been for some time Why can’t you shut up Your words make my body freeze I want to kill you To see Valhalla It’s all imaginary Heroes don’t exist All you do is buy Until you grow so tired Suddenly you die Do you enjoy life? To do so needs ignorance I would rather die To be nothingness The beauty of suicide You decide for me To not understand Defeats the purpose at hand It’s not me it’s you As you pass those gates Do you regret your choices? Or waste your chances? Can you hear that song? That’s what keeps me moving on I brush myself off To see all my faults Only creates more judgment Don’t return the gift Seeps into your room When you try to fall asleep Keeping you awake Everyone longs For someone to truly love Love is a white lie They were at my side I just pushed them right aside Now I can’t decide We have all lost rights We are out of the Lord’s sight No God-given rights They keep patrolling Pretending to be your friend If you love me, leave All I want to do Is to get away from you Now just get away We are growing sick From the contaminations We take willingly Explosions inside Take away all that is here Lives on in my dreams Metaphors for me Misinterpreted by me They’re getting to me Start feeling better After several hundred Many more to go All that has passed me by Return to an unknown world Must restart again Just as I have felt I wish to spread all throughout All the tears and joy Just leave me alone Lock me up in solitude Please, just leave me be Unwritten ending Waiting for you to fill in Can not be complete Like a fairy tale Everything from nothing It’s all or nothing Rather than pre-judge Enjoy the beauty inside Then you can decide My inspiration You wouldn’t understand it You couldn’t stand it You must find the time Weigh out the consequences Then you can decide Every line’s new A new story to be told All in what you see Everybody Besides me gets what they need Feeling left behind ......................................… ...................................... .................................... Visions in the sky Watching life pass me on by Such inspiration Just want to sit here and write It’s all so perfect Might be my last time outside Enjoying my time I want to write forever It’s so amazing How wondrous life can be If you give it time Don’t let it slip through your hands May be your last chance Know it’s mine for a long time Want o hold on tight But first I need some control May wait till Christmas Before I can go outside See my friends again Do more than just hang with them Not much time to spend Before I must leave again I must write again Cherish all the time you have Because it won’t last Live a life with no regrets Don’t hold yourself back You’re the only one who can Please understand that It’s the nest advice I have You only live once Don’t imitate my mistakes We used to have it all Nothing stood in our way Then you moved so far away Everything turned to disarray And we stand in each others way But now I see so clearly Just what I said back then I guess it’s all relative To myself I feel like I'm perfect Bulletproof Nothing I do can hurt me Not even the things I did to you It brings tears to my eyes I cant deny That I loved you Or so I thought I’ve proven myself wrong You used to mean so much to me Then it all got in the way Just a way for me to get laid I became what I hated You were just my escape From the pain I felt in me Threw you away Treated you like **** You never deserved it Just a dear in the headlights Thought you were the problem But so was I I guess we both were wrong Now is your chance to live Looking out the window Watching life pass you by Wishing I was on the outside Inside of you Staring into my eyes Seeing what I can find All the buried treasures Waiting to be uncovered Watching the looking glass I see a different self One I’d rather be He thinks the same of me In another dimension We all see what we want to be We can’t see reality Everyone wan Question #13:Is my poetry good or bad? should i get it published? honest opinions please?What do you think of my poetry and should i try to get it published?please give honest feedbackThese are just a few of the poems which i wrote while a a lockdown rehab facility which caused me to fall back into a deep depression and i learned that writing came easy to me if i just wote how i felt and didnt have to think about my words. ill give jjust a few haikus and then some song/poems i wrote because theres way too many haikus to give them all and id like to fit in the song poems also. Your misconceptions These misinterpretations Are running my life I don’t have much time So I write the most I can ‘Fore they take my life They have the power When will we finally wake? Rise and take it back They all seeing eye It is beginning to rise Has been for some time Why can’t you shut up Your words make my body freeze I want to kill you To see Valhalla It’s all imaginary Heroes don’t exist All you do is buy Until you grow so tired Suddenly you die Do you enjoy life? To do so needs ignorance I would rather die To be nothingness The beauty of suicide You decide for me To not understand Defeats the purpose at hand It’s not me it’s you As you pass those gates Do you regret your choices? Or waste your chances? Can you hear that song? That’s what keeps me moving on I brush myself off To see all my faults Only creates more judgment Don’t return the gift Seeps into your room When you try to fall asleep Keeping you awake Everyone longs For someone to truly love Love is a white lie They were at my side I just pushed them right aside Now I can’t decide We have all lost rights We are out of the Lord’s sight No God-given rights They keep patrolling Pretending to be your friend If you love me, leave All I want to do Is to get away from you Now just get away We are growing sick From the contaminations We take willingly Explosions inside Take away all that is here Lives on in my dreams Metaphors for me Misinterpreted by me They’re getting to me Start feeling better After several hundred Many more to go All that has passed me by Return to an unknown world Must restart again Just as I have felt I wish to spread all throughout All the tears and joy Just leave me alone Lock me up in solitude Please, just leave me be Unwritten ending Waiting for you to fill in Can not be complete Like a fairy tale Everything from nothing It’s all or nothing Rather than pre-judge Enjoy the beauty inside Then you can decide My inspiration You wouldn’t understand it You couldn’t stand it You must find the time Weigh out the consequences Then you can decide Every line’s new A new story to be told All in what you see Everybody Besides me gets what they need Feeling left behind ......................................… ...................................... .................................... Visions in the sky Watching life pass me on by Such inspiration Just want to sit here and write It’s all so perfect Might be my last time outside Enjoying my time I want to write forever It’s so amazing How wondrous life can be If you give it time Don’t let it slip through your hands May be your last chance Know it’s mine for a long time Want o hold on tight But first I need some control May wait till Christmas Before I can go outside See my friends again Do more than just hang with them Not much time to spend Before I must leave again I must write again Cherish all the time you have Because it won’t last Live a life with no regrets Don’t hold yourself back You’re the only one who can Please understand that It’s the nest advice I have You only live once Don’t imitate my mistakes We used to have it all Nothing stood in our way Then you moved so far away Everything turned to disarray And we stand in each others way But now I see so clearly Just what I said back then I guess it’s all relative To myself I feel like I'm perfect Bulletproof Nothing I do can hurt me Not even the things I did to you It brings tears to my eyes I cant deny That I loved you Or so I thought I’ve proven myself wrong You used to mean so much to me Then it all got in the way Just a way for me to get laid I became what I hated You were just my escape From the pain I felt in me Threw you away Treated you like **** You never deserved it Just a dear in the headlights Thought you were the problem But so was I I guess we both were wrong Now is your chance to live Looking out the window Watching life pass you by Wishing I was on the outside Inside of you Staring into my eyes Seeing what I can find All the buried treasures Waiting to be uncovered Watching the looking glass I see a different self One I’d rather be He thinks the same of me In another dimension We all see what we want to be We can’t see reality Everyone want Question #14:please help me out here?What do you think of my poetry and should i try to get it published?please give honest feedback?These are just a few of the poems which i wrote while a a lockdown rehab facility which caused me to fall back into a deep depression and i learned that writing came easy to me if i just wote how i felt and didnt have to think about my words. ill give jjust a few haikus and then some song/poems i wrote because theres way too many haikus to give them all and id like to fit in the song poems also. Your misconceptions These misinterpretations Are running my life I don’t have much time So I write the most I can ‘Fore they take my life They have the power When will we finally wake? Rise and take it back They all seeing eye It is beginning to rise Has been for some time Why can’t you shut up Your words make my body freeze I want to kill you To see Valhalla It’s all imaginary Heroes don’t exist All you do is buy Until you grow so tired Suddenly you die Do you enjoy life? To do so needs ignorance I would rather die To be nothingness The beauty of suicide You decide for me To not understand Defeats the purpose at hand It’s not me it’s you As you pass those gates Do you regret your choices? Or waste your chances? Can you hear that song? That’s what keeps me moving on I brush myself off To see all my faults Only creates more judgment Don’t return the gift Seeps into your room When you try to fall asleep Keeping you awake Everyone longs For someone to truly love Love is a white lie They were at my side I just pushed them right aside Now I can’t decide We have all lost rights We are out of the Lord’s sight No God-given rights They keep patrolling Pretending to be your friend If you love me, leave All I want to do Is to get away from you Now just get away We are growing sick From the contaminations We take willingly Explosions inside Take away all that is here Lives on in my dreams Metaphors for me Misinterpreted by me They’re getting to me Start feeling better After several hundred Many more to go All that has passed me by Return to an unknown world Must restart again Just as I have felt I wish to spread all throughout All the tears and joy Just leave me alone Lock me up in solitude Please, just leave me be Unwritten ending Waiting for you to fill in Can not be complete Like a fairy tale Everything from nothing It’s all or nothing Rather than pre-judge Enjoy the beauty inside Then you can decide My inspiration You wouldn’t understand it You couldn’t stand it You must find the time Weigh out the consequences Then you can decide Every line’s new A new story to be told All in what you see Everybody Besides me gets what they need Feeling left behind ......................................… ...................................... .................................... Visions in the sky Watching life pass me on by Such inspiration Just want to sit here and write It’s all so perfect Might be my last time outside Enjoying my time I want to write forever It’s so amazing How wondrous life can be If you give it time Don’t let it slip through your hands May be your last chance Know it’s mine for a long time Want o hold on tight But first I need some control May wait till Christmas Before I can go outside See my friends again Do more than just hang with them Not much time to spend Before I must leave again I must write again Cherish all the time you have Because it won’t last Live a life with no regrets Don’t hold yourself back You’re the only one who can Please understand that It’s the nest advice I have You only live once Don’t imitate my mistakes We used to have it all Nothing stood in our way Then you moved so far away Everything turned to disarray And we stand in each others way But now I see so clearly Just what I said back then I guess it’s all relative To myself I feel like I'm perfect Bulletproof Nothing I do can hurt me Not even the things I did to you It brings tears to my eyes I cant deny That I loved you Or so I thought I’ve proven myself wrong You used to mean so much to me Then it all got in the way Just a way for me to get laid I became what I hated You were just my escape From the pain I felt in me Threw you away Treated you like **** You never deserved it Just a dear in the headlights Thought you were the problem But so was I I guess we both were wrong Now is your chance to live Looking out the window Watching life pass you by Wishing I was on the outside Inside of you Staring into my eyes Seeing what I can find All the buried treasures Waiting to be uncovered Watching the looking glass I see a different self One I’d rather be He thinks the same of me In another dimension We all see what we want to be We can’t see reality Everyone wan Question #15:What do you think of my poetry and should i try to get it published?please give honest feedback?These are just a few of the poems which i wrote while a a lockdown rehab facility which caused me to fall back into a deep depression and i learned that writing came easy to me if i just wote how i felt and didnt have to think about my words. ill give jjust a few haikus and then some song/poems i wrote because theres way too many haikus to give them all and id like to fit in the song poems also.Your misconceptions These misinterpretations Are running my life I don’t have much time So I write the most I can ‘Fore they take my life They have the power When will we finally wake? Rise and take it back They all seeing eye It is beginning to rise Has been for some time Why can’t you shut up Your words make my body freeze I want to kill you To see Valhalla It’s all imaginary Heroes don’t exist All you do is buy Until you grow so tired Suddenly you die Do you enjoy life? To do so needs ignorance I would rather die To be nothingness The beauty of suicide You decide for me To not understand Defeats the purpose at hand It’s not me it’s you As you pass those gates Do you regret your choices? Or waste your chances? Can you hear that song? That’s what keeps me moving on I brush myself off To see all my faults Only creates more judgment Don’t return the gift Seeps into your room When you try to fall asleep Keeping you awake Everyone longs For someone to truly love Love is a white lie They were at my side I just pushed them right aside Now I can’t decide We have all lost rights We are out of the Lord’s sight No God-given rights They keep patrolling Pretending to be your friend If you love me, leave All I want to do Is to get away from you Now just get away We are growing sick From the contaminations We take willingly Explosions inside Take away all that is here Lives on in my dreams Metaphors for me Misinterpreted by me They’re getting to me Start feeling better After several hundred Many more to go All that has passed me by Return to an unknown world Must restart again Just as I have felt I wish to spread all throughout All the tears and joy Just leave me alone Lock me up in solitude Please, just leave me be Unwritten ending Waiting for you to fill in Can not be complete Like a fairy tale Everything from nothing It’s all or nothing Rather than pre-judge Enjoy the beauty inside Then you can decide My inspiration You wouldn’t understand it You couldn’t stand it You must find the time Weigh out the consequences Then you can decide Every line’s new A new story to be told All in what you see Everybody Besides me gets what they need Feeling left behind ....................................... ...................................... .................................... Visions in the sky Watching life pass me on by Such inspiration Just want to sit here and write It’s all so perfect Might be my last time outside Enjoying my time I want to write forever It’s so amazing How wondrous life can be If you give it time Don’t let it slip through your hands May be your last chance Know it’s mine for a long time Want o hold on tight But first I need some control May wait till Christmas Before I can go outside See my friends again Do more than just hang with them Not much time to spend Before I must leave again I must write again Cherish all the time you have Because it won’t last Live a life with no regrets Don’t hold yourself back You’re the only one who can Please understand that It’s the nest advice I have You only live once Don’t imitate my mistakes We used to have it all Nothing stood in our way Then you moved so far away Everything turned to disarray And we stand in each others way But now I see so clearly Just what I said back then I guess it’s all relative To myself I feel like I'm perfect Bulletproof Nothing I do can hurt me Not even the things I did to you It brings tears to my eyes I cant deny That I loved you Or so I thought I’ve proven myself wrong You used to mean so much to me Then it all got in the way Just a way for me to get laid I became what I hated You were just my escape From the pain I felt in me Threw you away Treated you like shit You never deserved it Just a dear in the headlights Thought you were the problem But so was I I guess we both were wrong Now is your chance to live Looking out the window Watching life pass you by Wishing I was on the outside Inside of you Staring into my eyes Seeing what I can find All the buried treasures Waiting to be uncovered Watching the looking glass I see a different self One I’d rather be He thinks the same of me In another dimension We all see what we want to be We can’t see reality Everyone wants to be someone else Wants to feel just like you Thinking it’s so perfect Until you get there Question #16:What do you think about my....?!? :D?......my two short poems for an English project1- has to be about living in a city We all know that the city never sleeps; Whether it’s in Tokyo or New York. The streets are litten with lights ever so bright, Leaving no choice but too party all night. Dancing all night until the sun comes up. Its morning; traffic is flooding Traffic between cars and people Puzzled if you’ll be there on time Hearing loud noises down the streets Let’s just say it’s a busy heap…. 1- has to be about my name Nora is the name I was given Nora is the name I would give in Often I’de be called Lora Glad to know I wasn’t named Dora And no, I don’t use a Menorah Nor, was I born in Aurora My parents say it’s unique And it meshes with my physique I may agree on that, But not the fact I’ve been called a brat do you think they are good? what should i improve on? any other comments? :) thanks oh and what should my other one be about? it can be about any thing... i know it might be in a wrong category, but if i put it in poetry, nobody goes there so i wont get lot of feedback.... :P trust me. i posted one there and i got 2 feedback then i posted the same one on p&s and got 27 :P Question #17:Feedback on this short poem?I know it's pretty bad. Honestly, I think I suck at poetry :) btw i'm 14 and this is an assignment for school.Candlelight In a night of darkness, One beam stands strong. A single flame. A lonesome light. A lost flare. On a shady tabletop, It straightens as it burns. The soldier’s back. The devil’s tongue. The killer’s prayer. Amid a wispy wind, It flickers and it snaps. A teacher’s whip. A canine’s jaw. A judge’s glare. Before my wondr’us gaze It lures my pupil to a holt. The last slice. The cliff’s edge. The beast’s lair. Upon the tarnished candlestick It dribble-drips right down the side. A sudden flash. A line of smoke. Darkness. Question #18:2nd posting of this poem, would truly appreciate more feedback on it?Poetry so full of thoughtEach person interprets Yet how much is lost Only the author can see A personal experience One that touched the soul Shared with so many Your words much like a whore People judging your ink Your thoughts bled from a pen The true meaning of them all Lost somewhere in your head Improper format or rhyme Others are quick to critisize Jumbled words stuck in your head So much effort to transfer to a pen A personal thought A feeling i've felt A sight I've seen It's my poem And it's poetry to me. Question #19:I am very nervous, worried and confused, please help!?I'm a 17 year old female from venezuela and a native spanish speaker I'm moving (with my family) to houston on january because of my dad's job. I graduated from high school on july, and if I was going to stay in venezuela my career would have started around february next year.Now I'm struggling quite a lot with american college applications, and just the general progress. I've already narrowed the colleges I'm applying to the ones in houston (private: rice, st johns, houston baptist and houston university). A bit about my academic record: -3.67 gpa (18.34 out of 20 in venezuela's grading system) -IB Diploma (most rigurous curse available at my school):Got it with a 30 but got an A on my extended essay wich was about comparing maduration rates of bovine oocytes that were from different bovine breeds -In venezuela you do not choose the subjects you want to study each year, you have an assigned curriculum, but you usually had 9-12 subjects per grade, so I've got from Maths, Spanish&Literature, English (as a foreign language) (5 years each), Biology, Physics, Chemistry (organic and not organic), Geography, Economical Geography of Venezuela, World History, Venezuelan History, Computer Science, Music History and more... Art was a big deal in my school, we had art classes at least twice a week for all of the highschool years. -I ranked 6th in my class of 65. -Have more than a 100 community service hours (80 are required by the school) -Co-Founded the school's delegation for model of United Nations (MUN) -Went to multiple MUN events and won a "outstanding delegate" award -I was the academic director of the organizational committee in the first MUN even that was hosted in the school -Participated in multiple theater plays, from comedic performance to dance. -There is an event in my school which is called the "Scientific Congress" wich lasts about 2 weeks every year. I took part of the "journal committee" and became a senior editor. -I also participated in the museum, an exhibition in wich we did murals and sculptures related to the scientific congress -I participated every year since I was in 1st grade of elementary on Literature Contests, ranging from Book Symposiums, Poetry Recital, Oratory and Original Short Stories. Every year got an award or two and when I graduated I got the "Wings of Creativity" prize because of my participation over the years -I also got on graduation a diploma of arts and design, I am a decent painter but I think I got it because my design was chosen for the graduating class t-shirts I am really worried about the following things: 1.- I never participated on sports teams at my school, I was decent at soccer, volleyball and basket but I didn’t even try out for the teams because I wasn’t that good. 2.- SAT’s: Never heard of those until recently, I’m really worried because I took the practice test on college board and I got a 1640 (CR: 610 M: 540 and W:490). It was quite hard because English is not my mother tongue, and there were many words (especially in the writing section) which I didn’t know the meanings of. Also in math there were some terms wich I didn’t know the meanings in Spanish. Still, I am really worried, I had never taken an exam like that (except for IB, but IB math was REALLY different, it was focused on longer problems and structured solving rather than filling a single box). I am planning on studying really hard because I was considered a really good student and got into rigorous curses like IB and got my diploma. My dream college would be rice but I am really disappointed of my sat results, I got the test in 3 weeks and I don’t know how much I can improve. Do you think I might be able to get in those colleges (Rice specially)? Do you think I can improve my sat score 200 points at least? (I am really disciplined once I set up a goal). What else can I do to make some foreign Venezuelan girl application stand out? Anykind of feedback will be much appreciated, I am really worried and confused about this whole new process that I'm getting into and my sat scores being to low to get into the colleges I want. Question #20:Worried about my sat scores!?I'm a 17 year old female from venezuela and a native spanish speaker I'm moving (with my family) to houston on january because of my dad's job. I graduated from high school on july, and if I was going to stay in venezuela my career would have started around february next year.Now I'm struggling quite a lot with american college applications, and just the general progress. I've already narrowed the colleges I'm applying to the ones in houston (private: rice, st johns, houston baptist and houston university). A bit about my academic record: -3.67 gpa (18.34 out of 20 in venezuela's grading system) -IB Diploma (most rigurous curse available at my school):Got it with a 30 but got an A on my extended essay wich was about comparing maduration rates of bovine oocytes that were from different bovine breeds -In venezuela you do not choose the subjects you want to study each year, you have an assigned curriculum, but you usually had 9-12 subjects per grade, so I've got from Maths, Spanish&Literature, English (as a foreign language) (5 years each), Biology, Physics, Chemistry (organic and not organic), Geography, Economical Geography of Venezuela, World History, Venezuelan History, Computer Science, Music History and more... Art was a big deal in my school, we had art classes at least twice a week for all of the highschool years. -I ranked 6th in my class of 65. -Have more than a 100 community service hours (80 are required by the school) -Co-Founded the school's delegation for model of United Nations (MUN) -Went to multiple MUN events and won a "outstanding delegate" award -I was the academic director of the organizational committee in the first MUN even that was hosted in the school -Participated in multiple theater plays, from comedic performance to dance. -There is an event in my school which is called the "Scientific Congress" wich lasts about 2 weeks every year. I took part of the "journal committee" and became a senior editor. -I also participated in the museum, an exhibition in wich we did murals and sculptures related to the scientific congress -I participated every year since I was in 1st grade of elementary on Literature Contests, ranging from Book Symposiums, Poetry Recital, Oratory and Original Short Stories. Every year got an award or two and when I graduated I got the "Wings of Creativity" prize because of my participation over the years -I also got on graduation a diploma of arts and design, I am a decent painter but I think I got it because my design was chosen for the graduating class t-shirts I am really worried about the following things: 1.- I never participated on sports teams at my school, I was decent at soccer, volleyball and basket but I didn’t even try out for the teams because I wasn’t that good. 2.- SAT’s: Never heard of those until recently, I’m really worried because I took the practice test on college board and I got a 1640 (CR: 610 M: 540 and W:490). It was quite hard because English is not my mother tongue, and there were many words (especially in the writing section) which I didn’t know the meanings of. Also in math there were some terms wich I didn’t know the meanings in Spanish. Still, I am really worried, I had never taken an exam like that (except for IB, but IB math was REALLY different, it was focused on longer problems and structured solving rather than filling a single box). I am planning on studying really hard because I was considered a really good student and got into rigorous curses like IB and got my diploma. My dream college would be rice but I am really disappointed of my sat results, I got the test in 3 weeks and I don’t know how much I can improve. Do you think I might be able to get in those colleges (Rice specially)? Do you think I can improve my sat score 200 points at least? (I am really disciplined once I set up a goal). What else can I do to make some foreign Venezuelan girl application stand out? Anykind of feedback will be much appreciated, I am really worried and confused about this whole new process that I'm getting into and my sat scores being to low to get into the colleges I want. ** Powered by Yahoo Answers Click link above for correct copyright license. |
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