We have travelled over 300 miles to get here. The cattle are
tired, I am tired, and so is my horse. I have been through deserts, mountains,
and swamps to get here. I met too many people to count on one hand. Some people
I regret, and other I do not. Some people I met are now dead. Never would I
have ever thought that I would actually get here in one piece. My plans to
start a permanent ranch could finally be fulfilled in this new land of dreams
and opportunity. Little did I know of the arrows that were about to kill me and
100 cattle that I had been herding for the past 3 months.
One of the largest "hits" for my freshman year was the research paper. I genuinely enjoyed writing that huge research paper about technology in the cold war. I think this is for a few reasons. The first one being that WWII and Cold War history is something that I am very passionate about (I can blame my Dad for that). The second reason for me enjoying the research paper was because I believed that I was good at writing something like that (not to brag or anything). One of the things that I most improved on while doing this paper were my citation skills. That was definitely something that I had almost no experience in until writing the research paper. The writing project that I had the most trouble with was the literary analysis. I really did believe that the paper would have been the death of me. One of the main reasons for this is because I had a very strong feeling about the book that I couldn't necessarily put into writing (or say for that matter). This is because I ...
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