Tutor’s credibility ruined by embarrasing occurence
For some time, the urge to write an article about being a Writing Center tutor has haunted me. There are loads of stories that I could use to further embarrass…
For some time, the urge to write an article about being a Writing Center tutor has haunted me. There are loads of stories that I could use to further embarrass…
Bulldogs and myself have a number of characteristics in common: we are lazy and avoid the sun at all costs, enjoy dirtying ourselves after a bath, and have both been…
The 1990s were, as a whole, not bad. Except for that O.J. Simpson business, the Sarin gas attack in Tokyo, Mad Cow spreading around the world or hundreds of men…
I am the white elephant so to speak.
Technically, I am classified as a junior at UW-River Falls and, being such, a certain level of maturity and competence is expected going into your third year of college.
I made it my resolution to eat healthier foods, drink less of the drink and spend more time out of trouble.
Looking out the window of my still unfurnished apartment complex this past Sunday, I saw snow - and lots of it.
Typically, my dreams are filled with action, suspense, drama and all sorts of sexiness. But on occasion, a clown comes running at me, wielding a giant butcher knife.
Thanksgiving is only a few days away, and that means hunting season has arrived. Hunting, I’ll admit, is not, I repeat, not, for me.
There’s a majority of students that I take classes with that have multiple part-time or full-time jobs, along with a full 12 credits of coursework.