HJ - Jamie Goode T. Hetzel English 130 January 27, 2011...

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Jamie Goode T. Hetzel English 130 January 27, 2011 jigoode@umich.edu Essay One Trudging across central campus with my once white now almost purple, frost bitten fingertips shoved so far into the pockets of my long North Face winter jacket, I thought about why I had chosen to attend the University of Michigan. I had other options of different schools to attend. When sending out college applications I had every intention of getting away. I had been accepted to a few different schools and even went so far as to have a roommate and a dorm room in a different school in a much warmer climate. After high school I wanted to start over, a clean break. I wanted to be a new person and go to a school where no one knew me and I didn’t know them. I wanted to be unique. But instead I did the exact opposite. I came to Michigan; the school just forty minutes away from my house with 83 other graduating classmates from my high school and all of my closed friends. As I left my dorm earlier this morning I zipped my North Face, long down coat. Getting my untidy hair caught in the top of the zipper as I tried to zip my coat as close as I possible could below my chin. I remember thinking about my black coat. I feel like it almost a uniform among college girls. We all look alike in out black puffy coats. When I zip my coat, I feel like I lose my individuality and I become one of the masses. As the first blast of cold air hit my face as I opened the front door of Alice Lloyd and started my walk towards the bridge to central campus. 1
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As I made the what felt like never ending journey from my cozy bed to a study table in the Hatcher Graduate Library, I though about what it would have been like to not have to make this terrible walk in negatively degree wind-chill weather everyday to go study in the library. How different my college experience would have been like if I had chosen to go to one of the other schools on a different campus in a different state. As I entered the Diag and began to approach the great white cement steps of the Graduate Library covered with the freshly fallen morning snow I was reminded of why I choose this wonderful establishment. Somehow as soon as I reached this small square located in the center on the
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