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Afternoon everybody,

My name is Michael. This is my first blog so if there are some problems, I ask that you just bare with me.

To tell everybody out there a little about myself, I’m from Orange County, California and, as one may be able to tell because of my title picture, I go to Arizona State University. Currently I am studying Biomedical engineering, and I am loving almost every minute here at Arizona State. I have learned to always have a plan in life, and although my graduation is still a few years away, after graduation I am planning on going to medical school. My top picks right now, obviously very tentative choices, are University of Pennsylvania and the University of California San Diego. Back to present time, I chose Arizona State because it is relatively close to my home in California, but far enough away that I can get a true “going away to university” experience. The main reason I chose ASU, however, was because the university just fit me. It is the biggest public research university in the United States, it has a warm climate, and it has a beautiful campus.

Heading back into my past in Orange County, I lived in a regular suburb house. Went to a regular suburban elementary, middle and high school. My schools’ may have been regular, but my experiences in them were far from regular. In my high school, I became strongly involved in my high school’s football team. I struggled through injuries and time commitments my first three years playing, but it all paid off my senior year. My high school football team became the city of Irvine, my hometown, champions.

Most of the seniors from my high school team and the "Fence Post Trophy"
Everybody is holding up "number 1" - City Champions

Even before my adventures through suburban housing and suburban schools, I lived in South Africa. My memories of living in South Africa have become more and more faded over the years but I can clearly remember one event. My family and I went to a game park a few hours from our prior residence in South Africa. While we were there, we went on a bike ride along the dirt paths. As we were riding, I wasn’t actually riding my own bike rather I was on my dad’s back, some giraffes stuck up behind us. My parents slowed down to get a better look once they had noticed them. All of a sudden the giraffe bent its long neck and licked my face. Fearing for my safety my parents quickly got away from the giraffes.

Well there is a little about me. I am a very open person and I enjoy talking as much as anything else in the world, so any questions, feel free to ask.

-Jubywrite