The California Justice System :: Argumentative Persuasive Essays

The California Justice System It is 3:14 in the afternoon here at University, prestigious institution of higher learning. Sitting here in my room relaxed and content [at least until I realize that midterms are around the corner], I gaze out onto the picturesque courtyard of my dorm, Lagunita Court; uniquely defined by its rich architecture and serene atmosphere. Like most days, the sun is shining brilliantly, radiating a positive energy across the campus, as if God had chosen life to spring from these very grounds. This type of â€Å"winter† weather is unquestionably exclusive to those lucky enough to live in California, justifying the choices made by many students, myself among them, to further pursue their educational goals as a Cardinal. As I continue to sit in my chair, I begin to stare at the reflection on the window. I notice behind me the small, cramped space I call my dorm room. I think about how I would not be capable of staying inside the vicinities of these four walls for an extend ed period of time, feeling confined with no opportunity to fully develop and meet my potential. Today I received a letter from my cousin Duc . It had been awhile since I last heard from him, so it was nice to find his name on a letter rather then â€Å"Chase Credit Card Billing/Payment†. The letter starts off, â€Å"Sup lil’ bro. Just wanted to write to say thanks for the photos from X-mas and your letter†¦sounds like you had a good holiday break. And I’m happy that school has been going well for you.† He continues on asking about my life eventually discussing news/current events [his favorite as of late has been the politics of Governator Schwarzenegger]. He ends the letter letting me know that he is doing fine. â€Å"There’s nothing much going on here. Just got off lockdown Thursday. Went out to yard once and have been kicking it ever since. Maintaining as usual. Keeping it short this time†¦Take care. Love you, Duc Ta.† My cousin Duc, 21 years old now, is in prison. He has called the roughly 10’x 8’ cells home for the last four and a half years. Currently, he is being held in the New Corcoran State Penitentiary, having been relocated from the Tehachapi Correctional Institution [a euphemism in every sense of the definition] a few months ago. The California Justice System :: Argumentative Persuasive Essays The California Justice System It is 3:14 in the afternoon here at University, prestigious institution of higher learning. Sitting here in my room relaxed and content [at least until I realize that midterms are around the corner], I gaze out onto the picturesque courtyard of my dorm, Lagunita Court; uniquely defined by its rich architecture and serene atmosphere. Like most days, the sun is shining brilliantly, radiating a positive energy across the campus, as if God had chosen life to spring from these very grounds. This type of â€Å"winter† weather is unquestionably exclusive to those lucky enough to live in California, justifying the choices made by many students, myself among them, to further pursue their educational goals as a Cardinal. As I continue to sit in my chair, I begin to stare at the reflection on the window. I notice behind me the small, cramped space I call my dorm room. I think about how I would not be capable of staying inside the vicinities of these four walls for an extend ed period of time, feeling confined with no opportunity to fully develop and meet my potential. Today I received a letter from my cousin Duc . It had been awhile since I last heard from him, so it was nice to find his name on a letter rather then â€Å"Chase Credit Card Billing/Payment†. The letter starts off, â€Å"Sup lil’ bro. Just wanted to write to say thanks for the photos from X-mas and your letter†¦sounds like you had a good holiday break. And I’m happy that school has been going well for you.† He continues on asking about my life eventually discussing news/current events [his favorite as of late has been the politics of Governator Schwarzenegger]. He ends the letter letting me know that he is doing fine. â€Å"There’s nothing much going on here. Just got off lockdown Thursday. Went out to yard once and have been kicking it ever since. Maintaining as usual. Keeping it short this time†¦Take care. Love you, Duc Ta.† My cousin Duc, 21 years old now, is in prison. He has called the roughly 10’x 8’ cells home for the last four and a half years. Currently, he is being held in the New Corcoran State Penitentiary, having been relocated from the Tehachapi Correctional Institution [a euphemism in every sense of the definition] a few months ago.