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When I left my last school, everyone that I met had the same conclusion on me. Although I am not sure that I agree with them, I am humbled that by their conclusion. That I was just like John Forbes Nash and it was a true misfortune that I was in a Community College setting. A beautiful mind that is blooming, yet not sure what flower that he wants to become. At Gonzaga I am not sure what I am going to become. All I know is that I attempting my major in civil engineering and have room for a double major in something.
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I am not a magician; I am just some guy that makes jokes that sometimes I gets your personal information correct.
Word: Enigma
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