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Dear Professor Peabody,

I was unfortunately unable to take your midterm this past week due to a broken arm. I will not be able to write for the next 3 weeks.  I am sending you this email asking you if there is any way that I would be able to make up your midterm.  It would be greatly appreciated if I can make it up in any way.  I am sorry to bother you, and I thank you very much for taking the time to read this email. I will awaiting your reply.

Thank You Very Much,

Walter Burrier

Sports own my life.  If it wasn’t for sports, I do not know what I would do with my life.  I mean, my major is sports management.  And it’s not just one sport. It’s all sports!  I don’t care what sport it is, I will watch it. Football, hockey, soccer, baseball, basketball, rugby, golf, tennis, lacrosse; hell, I would even watch water polo and shuffle boarding if it was on T.V. You name it, I will watch it.  I have such a high demand to know about all events that happen in sports that I have about 15 sports apps on my phone and I follow 110 different sports figures on Twitter. I love sports so much I spend about $240 a year on sports video games.  My television is always on ESPN.  If I hear two random strangers talking about any sport, I must use all my might to not butt into their conversation and give them my opinion.  My friends and family tell me all the time that my love for sports is too much, but I usually just ignore them as I go on Twitter and see what’s happening.   I have a feeling that I am a sports addict. Am I? … Yeah, I might be. But who cares? As I always say, why does one live their life if they don’t love it?

To see all of the sports people I follow, you can go to my Twitter account @officialburrier

I just sat in front of my laptop, looking at Tina’s email, saying to myself,”You want me to tell you who I think I am? Who the f*ck am I?” I have been looking at at blank white text box for about 45 minutes now, until I realized who I think I am.  And there is a very simple answer to this question. The answer is I HAVE NO IDEA WHO I THINK I AM! I never thought a seemingly simple three word question like “Who am I?” would make me think so much.  Is the answer a simple guy who does not need much to be happy? Or is the answer a pisces with a love and passion for all sports? Is the answer Walter Eric Christopher Burrier?  And thats when it hit me.  The reason we live and work and play IS to answer this question. So who am I? I am a man working towards finding out the answer to that question.  And I hope Baruch can help me do that.  I mean, I came to college in hopes of knowing what I want to do with my life.  I guess that is one of my concerns about freshman year.  I do not want to go for a major I am going to hate later in life.  You hear stories all the time of people making $500,000 dollars a year being unhappy with what they do.  If you are unhappy, then what is the point of all that money?  I would rather be homeless and happy then rich and hate every aspect of my life.  And I hope Baruch can guide me towards this life style.  I mean, isn’t that why people go to college? To find out what they want to do with their lives?

Well, upon reading what I wrote, I realized i was ranting. Thats what I have to say.