Personal Narrative: My Real World Experience In Sacramento

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Sacramento has always felt like home to me, I grew up about twenty miles away from Sacramento in a small town called Woodland. Having spent the majority of my life either in or right next to it, I feel like I have a lot to gain from a school quarter spent interning there. Although moving for a school quarter may be difficult, I have adapted well to Irvine while living independently so I believe I will be able to do the same in Sacramento. Most importantly, I hope this experience challenges me. Throughout my schooling, I have always taken a larger class load with challenging classes to fill this criterion, while maintaining a 4.00 GPA, and now that my major coursework is over I hope to gain some real-world experience that fills this role. Sacramento

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