Right now, nothing is due. No homework, no tests, no deadlines. It is the only stretch of the year with room to think.
Four mornings is enough to learn what admissions readers look for, and to find the material worth writing about before anyone has to write it.
Wait, and the most personal thing you will ever submit gets written at 11pm in October, between homework and a deadline, guessing at what they want.
Ninety minutes each morning. You write, you get read, you revise.
One person who knows how to get the story out of you. One who spent years reading the pile and deciding.