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    <title>A Dream Come True</title>
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    <summary>Thinking back to my elementary school years, I remember being with my dad while driving around the University of Minnesota campus. While peering out the car window at all the college students and museum-sized buildings, I remember my dad telling...</summary>
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        <name>Eric Evanson</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Thinking back to my elementary school years, I remember being with my dad while driving around the University of Minnesota campus.  While peering out the car window at all the college students and museum-sized buildings, I remember my dad telling me, â€œJust think Eric, youâ€™ll be going here someday.â€?  At that time, his statement didnâ€™t mean much to me, but as the years advanced I gradually discovered that the U of M would most likely play an integral part in my future.</p>

<p>There was never any pressure from my dad to attend the U of M, but ever since he introduced me to it so many years ago, its presence just seemed natural and welcoming to me.  I suppose this is largely due to my semi-frequent trips with my dad to the U of M; over time I just became accustomed to the campus and all of its facets.</p>

<p>It wasnâ€™t until my junior year of high school that I really began to focus on the admission process of the U of M.  I took practice ACTs and SATs, and even an extensive two-month ACT preparation class.  When fall of my senior year arrived, not a single college except the U of M crossed my mind.  I knew that I wanted to major in business, but the Carlson School of Management was a difficult school to be accepted into.  After what seemed like months of waiting and nervous anticipation, I finally received an acceptance letter to the Carlson School of Management at the U of M.</p>

<p>Itâ€™s been a dream since childhood to attend this great university, and now that Iâ€™m here I plan on making the most of it.  Iâ€™ve acquired a total of 8 credits through AP classes and CIS classes, and so far I think Iâ€™m off to a fairly good start.  Keeping up-to-date on homework assignments and attending classes are my top priority, and with my strong academic history in high school I think Iâ€™ll be able to handle all five of them.  <br />
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