Dear Facility Advisor,

This person I paid my hard-earned beer money to is writing this to you because they have a better way with words than I do. They can tell you how I really want to get into your program and how I really deserve it because of my work ethic. They can tell you that I am a very hard worker and always put in the effort. They would be happy to tell you all the details about me because I paid them my hard-earned beer money and now I have no money for beer.

They know I am passionate and an avid lover of your amazing program. They also know how to put in so many big words that I can’t even spell. Who really knows how to spell accomplishments anyway? They know how to use that computer thingy if they fail to come up with the right word too.

They have viewed the program and they know I would be a good fit. They and I both think it true so you must admit me into the program. Two people can’t be wrong. It does not matter if I paid them to write this astounding admission letter for me. They agreed with me on principle.

In closing, I hope you take them seriously and invite me into your program. This is something that I really want to do and they are telling you my wants and dreams. They are like an extension of me. I hope to hear from you soon because I can’t wait to work with you.

Sincerely,

The Guy I Paid To Write This For Me

Did WTF go through your mind? I couldn’t help myself. I was browsing writer ads to see if there was any that paid half decent and I saw more than a few so-called students with ads up asking writers to put “their thoughts” into words so they could get into such and such programs. Woweee, they must be looking for psychics to write “their thoughts” and get them in. One was even for some medical program. That’s the type of doctor you want, right?

Rather sad that people have to pay others to write their thoughts and get them into programs they “love” and such. If you can’t write the stupid thing, not saying you can’t have a little help/direction/editor, but if you can’t write the letter, you don’t deserve to get in. Just my ten cents anyway as I poke fun today.

Enjoy life, forget the strife.