22 Of the Most Creative College Essay Questions- and I'm going to do them all

http://www.buzzfeed.com/krystieyandoli/most-creative-college-essay-questions-from-2013

I love all the gifs that go with these, and I am going to start writing out some of them. I have a couple ideas for some of the topics, but I'm a little unsure as to "what sets my heart on fire" (you do, of course, but what else?). It's creative, I liked it, and I'm going to write about it.

I am 19 going on 16

Dear 16 year old self,
I could never say with utmost certainty that life, in its entirety, get better. Because truthfully, I don't know. What I do know is that from then to now, it might get bad, but it doesn't get worse.  You will have ups and downs just like a cardiac monitor, but in the end your baseline will still be the same, and it will tell you that life just keeps on living.
Just in case you need more reassurance, here are a few things you should know.

• The pain will go away. The aching in your back and chest and calfs will ebb and go away as you stop growing and your body stops changing. Birth control and plastic surgery will help with the pain in your chest. Even you neck pain will fade. Try massage therapy.
• You will get over him. You will stop being scared in the middle of the night and stop wishing you were dead or hidden and sooner or later you will realize that it was a growing experience, a hard trial that you should not be ashamed of, because no matter what you've been told, you had little control over it, and they should have told you up front the dangers of playing with fire. If they did, then they should have told you differently, because no teenager wants to be told no unless they don't realize that that's what's being said. You are stronger now, smarter and more willing to listen to advice (if equally as stubborn) and it will never leave you but that can be good, eventually.
• Don't be afraid of who you are. Stop fighting what you know in your heart might be true because those people to whom it matters most won't care. No, I don't mean mom and dad, but your sister and future friends will accept your choices to be who you are, and sooner or later (it's still later at this point) mom and dad will grow into the idea. That just means that you have to, first. 
• You will find best friends. You will find people who love you and care for you, who know your quirks and peeves and appreciate you just the same. Some might make you crazy and some might leave for a time, but know sooner or later you will find people who make you feel like you
• Listen to people when they tell you to exercise. I know it's cold but you'll venture south eventually, and until then ride a bike outside. 
• Read more. You will find books that take you away from the world, but unlike TV when you pull your head up for air you will feel better about yourself and the world around you, and life won't seem so bad.
• Never talk about anything mildly serious after nine pm. Trust me, it never does any good. 
• Forgive people. Don't forget what they've done or sweep in under the rug, but acknowledge that it was a mistake, or it was done with the best intentions (hopefully) and that because they are human they, as well as yourself, are not perfect. Breath, and learn to let it go, as much as you can. 
• Don't try and force it with her. You will fight and not get anywhere, scream and never be heard, cry until you can cry no more but she will never fully understand. She will love you and care for you and try and be there for you but ultimately you are two very different people. As soon as you realize that, life with her will get better. Try writing down what you are feeling, she is more visual and does better with lists. Love her, don't let her out of your life, but remember that not every movie is Freaky Friday. 
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That's all the advice I can give you, because other than that I might change time, but hey, at least you know the gist of what happens, right?

Five People Who Should Show Up At My Door

Sometimes, right before I fall asleep, I imagine that someone's just knocked on the door, and I picture, in my mind's eye, who and why that could be. Every time except one I've imagined it (thank you, random drunk guy, for breaking my heart that night), but what if I didnt, who would be on the other side.

5. I've been friends with Dylan for almost six years now, since the summer of 2009, and yet I've only spent a collective two weeks with  him. It's strange really, but I feel like the more I get to know him via Skype, phone calls, texts and IM, the more I feel like I'm missing out on a really great tactile friendship. No matter how many times I've tried getting down there in the last two years, either I don't have the money or the time or even just a ride to the airport (the taxi cab would have thrown the whole equation off), and sooner or later I feel I'm going to miss my window of being young and spontaneous and a little bit stupid.

4. Hannah Smith, in no way is your place at number four any reflection on your personality or our relationship. In fact, if you are reading this right now, remember to write me a letter, then check your mailbox, in that order. You remind me of summer and christmas at the same time, and I would love it if you were to apparate outside my door. You are four on this list because well, I've seen you this month. And I still have a lasting impression of what we did this christmas, and all the delicious things we made appear.

3. Hi Lilly. I miss you. I have this fantastic idea that you will bring me stories and presents and make beehives with me this summer, and yet I can't be too patient, after all this is me, and sometimes I imagine waking up on Tuesdays and nearly fainting with excitement to tell you what day it is, but it's not you. I want you to show up at my door in your amazing, memorable outfits that honestly I can't get over (I love them so much) and be incredibly excited its Tuesday and there are people to be seen and mayhems to be had.

2. This one, I'm a bit hesitant about. Sam if you showed up at my door, I'd have most of my mind to never let go and the other part to punch you. But mostly, I'd be happy you remember where I lived or where I went to school or took the time to find out, and come. It's one of my more fantastic hopes and dreams...

1. Behind door number one we have the traveler who not only guessed the list but also put them in order. Rarely have I been so impressed at mind-reading. Showing up outside my door would mean what, I don't know, but somehow I still imagine you flying back for the goodbye I feel you deserved and I didn't give you. I wanted to make you cake. Anyways, Alicia Miller, July 17th is too long, so at least show up at my virtual door and skype me. 

I want the surprise of a lifetime, someone who loves me enough to show up at my door with no warning and no planning, knowing that because of who we are and how our relationship works I will invite them in and make the bed for however many nights they may want or need it. This is not to say I want someone to murder someone else and need a safe house while I harbor a fugitive, but I would for the right person and hey it makes a great story.

Something You Are Proud Of

She is taller than me, stronger than me, more flexible than me. 

She is smart and funny and warm at heart.

There is nothing you can say that brings her down, 

because nothing you do will tarnish her opinion of herself 

or the way she thinks of her self image, and if you try 

there is an army of love an support that surrounds her. 

She is soft and warm and does thoughtful things for 

unsuspecting people that do not deserve such kindness. 

And yes, she is stubborn, but I taught her that, 

and more and more I see that stubbornness 

turning into determination, and those things she fears 

turn from trepidation into maturation 

as she challenges the world to a litigation. 

She will argue life until she is blue in the face, 

but eventually life will give up and she will raise her head high and smile, 

because she knows what if feels like to win, 

because she was coached on how to lose gracefully, eventually. 

I taught her many things, but never in a million years 

do I think I do a good job, nor can I claim credit 

for the qualities I admire in her, displayed or kept hidden. 

She is gentle and supportive and she smells familiar, 

like something I can't place but I know I've liked before. 

"Home is wherever I'm with you"

and there is nothing I like more than her and I together,

content with the fact we have nothing to hide

but the fact we enjoy each other's company more than we care to say. 

Word of the Day: Snarky

she walks with steps as if she wished to shake the ground; her voice was bossy, and lacked any sentiment of care or feeling, as if she were a robot with a southern twang. There was nothing she had done to personally offend me, and yet there is no feeling like an instinct where you know this person could not sympathize or empathize or compromise with you; essentially, you have nothing in common and opposites will never attract in this case; so give up. She wears purple like it will keep her alive and heels like their's a height requirement in the field she's in; god I hope not because in that case I've failed already. She gives you a reason to believe she hides a snarky personality behind professional walls, leaving it exposed when you don't have the answer she's looking for. Don't subject yourself to vulnerability, stand up to her and fight for what you've done. Admitting your mistakes is just one step in the direction of being a better person; at least you can say you're trying when the day is done, and you've taught yourself a lesson.

Because This Is Who I Am

I am late night book reads

i am a few tracks from an 80’s album

mixed with the smell of a bonfire

i am old news and good news whisked with

the excitement of a planned tomorrow that could

make for a memorable yesterday.

i am cooked meals at dinner tables and

none too many a home sewn together with

the lines drawn between friends on a map

of the world.

i am a child and a desperate lover combined

with the need to care and the cry to be cared for

i am a wishing well of secrets that pools into

advice when the time is right

i am a safe that guards all but can be opened

by many, and only when secrets conflict do i feel

the need to change the combination

I am a bookshelf filled with old favorites,

unread adventures and pages that have yet

to be filled, or are halfway there and desperate

for more

I am the pictures in my head, striving for a

perfect reality no one has heard me talk about

because I’m too afraid to say it will never come true

I am the observer in the world hoping tomorrow

someone will love me, will pick up my puzzled pieces

lay me down and put me back together again,

so I know what it feels like to be wholly loved
I am next day turkey and dark hot chocolate
the first rain of spring that brings me out of my 
deep frost and leads me to new hope
I am the summer that fills you with the feeling
that life will go on in bliss and the world you live in
will only hurt you so long as you let it. 
I am the letter you never expected to receive and 
the guest you'd love to see show up on your 
front porch, because who doesn't love 
surprises that make your eyes shine so much
you get bubbles in your stomach and feelings that
could warm the cruelest of nights
I am that feeling you get in the morning when you roll
over in bed and know you have a few more hours 
to sleep the static away, the crazy pictures in your head
that will clear for a vision of a better tomorrow
I am a Friday, a Saturday, and a Sunday brunch
I want you to hear me like you hear the waves whisper
to the dock or the rain sooths the roof at night
Breath me in like the first day of autumn where you 
see the leaves rotating through colors
breath me like coming up for air when you thought
the rapids would hold you under forever
See me like I see myself when I have those days
were I look in the mirror and think Damn, today is a
good day to be me, because today i am wonderful
Know me because I want you to know me, want to
be an open book with the best type of secrets
knowing not that there will be an ending, just
a series of new beginnings brought to life
Because this is who I am, and you should never
be denied the realization that I am forever

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I imagine myself spinning

turning faster and faster

trying to keep up with the world around me

so fast, it might seem as if time has stopped

because that's all I want

I want time to stand still because I've spun so fast

I've achieved some kind of equilibrium,

that was never thought possible

But we are never still

in reality we are going so fast we don't even notice

and so I imagine myself standing still

dizzy and swaying from the weight of all that

pressure in trying to stop the world

and when my eyes come back into focus

all I want to see is you

because I tried to stop time for you

But I can’t

I can’t see you or hear you or breath you in

because that time I had tried to hold onto

spun out of control

and before I knew what had happened all

that time was gone

and I was left trying to hold onto something

I never could control

and that is time and that is you because

you are one and the same and now

and I am out of time

I still couldn't keep it for you