Dress Up

I decided to wear a Calvin Klein shirt I had bought a while back. When I bought the shirt I was sort of in an “I don’t care, I’ll wear that” mood. I have never worn it until the dress up outside your comfort zone day.

I definitely would not have my nails done or any makeup. That’s too far. I asked a few of my friends if they had anything I could wear, but they didn’t have anything that I would be uncomfortable wearing.

I did not receive any compliments. It really wasn’t too out of the ordinary. It was just something I wouldn’t normally wear. Through out the day I had noticed a few more stares, but that was all. My friends didn’t think much of it. They had seen it on before, just not in public. I didn’t go up to random people or people I didn’t know, so no compliments there.

To a certain point I would agree that clothes make the person. You could tell if a person would rather be comfortable by what they were wearing if they wear wearing sweatpants, a loose fitted shirt, or something similar to that. You could tell if a person would rather look stylish if they had a dressy shirt, pants and shoes on. A person who is stylish may be more materialistic. Other than being able to tell if they like a certain band or sports team, you can’t tell who they are or what they’re like.

Anthropological Standpoint

In doing this project, I have learned to step out of my daily routine of classes, studying, and socializing. I’ve noticed that there are a lot more sculptures around campus than I thought. I never really paid attention to the sculptures or cared to know how many there are or why they are there. I can now appreciate their meaning (or at least what I think they mean).
I have learned that a lot of students have their own ways of studying, whether it is quietly in the library or in their dorm with the music on. Either way, the students here do care about getting their work done, and getting the best grade they are capable of.
I now know that there is no reason why anyone should fail a research paper. There are so many students who still don’t know all that our library has to offer. There are so many different kinds of resources available at the library, and just as many faculty to help find and use the available resources effectively.
All of the people at this university share a common focus; that is to learn and to educate.

Diversity

I think this sculpture represents the physical similarities between everyone that is visible and differences between all of us that make us who we are. The outline of this sculpture symbolizes our physical similarities, and the hole in the middle symbolizes what makes us different. We all grew up differently, having different backgrounds, ideas and feelings. One sculpture isn’t going to represent all of our differences. I believe the hole represents diversity.

Microfiche

A microfiche is a 4in. by 5in. photographic film that contains information that cannot be seen by the naked eye. Microfiche are commonly used to archive books, magazines, government documents, and newspapers. Advantages of microfiche are that they take up very little space, anyone can use them, and if kept in a temperature controlled environment, can last up to 500 years. One main disadvantage to microfiche is that they need large, expensive machines to read them. Another disadvantage is that once they have been imprinted, they cannot be changed or corrected.

Isn't a Blugold Some Mystical Fish?

A majority, if not all, of the students who go through UW–Eau Claire ask “what is a Blugold?” People have asked this as long as the word “blugold” has existed. After a while of searching, I found through an article of The Spectator that there had been a committee in 1965 to come up with a mascot, however, the committee did not succeed in doing do. I also found that in coming up with a name for a mascot; the university had “bulldogs” as one of the possibilities. The university decided against it because some of the local high schools mascots were bulldogs. Some think that the university just rearranged the letters in “bulldogs” to form “blugold.”

"XF?"

What is an XF? Something you don’t want to end up with. A XF is a grade that goes on a student’s transcript when a student is caught performing an act of academic dishonesty. Things like plagiarism or non – attendance will earn you a XF. Some colleges give students the option of taking it off of their transcript by completing certain tasks such as an academic integrity course. Just hand in your own work and go to class. If you can do that, you shouldn’t have to worry about a XF appearing on you transcript.

Study Habits

I went around and asked five people what their study habits are. The first person I asked said that she preferred to study in her room or a friend’s room, and that they liked to be in a comfortable place. Someone else said that they most often studied in the library where it’s quiet or in the Towers’ study lounge. They added that if they were to study in their room, nothing would get done. The next person after that was the opposite. He likes to study in his room with the music on. I asked if he ever studies in the library, he said that he tried that a couple of times and it was too quiet. One person gave a slightly more detailed answer. She doesn’t mind studying in the library, but she mostly ends up studying at her house off campus. Sometimes she will study in her room, by herself, with the music on. She admitted that it takes a little longer to finish homework under those conditions. She said that she is most productive first studying by herself for a while then getting together with friends to talk about the material. The last person I asked said that he liked to study in his dorm room while it’s quiet. It seems that everyone has their own methods/places to study, and that what makes one focus, distracts another.

Narration Essay

While the teacher lectured, I stared out the window thinking about last year’s homecoming. Every year during the first week of October, Ashland has its homecoming. Most of the students at the high school are a little more hyped up on the day of homecoming, while others just see it as any other day. Last year’s homecoming though, was one that all students, and everyone else in Ashland, would remember. This same time last year, Stacie Woodward died.
Stacie was a junior in high school last year. I would say that she was an average teenage girl, if such a thing existed. She was laid back, easy going, and had her close group of friends. She did her best to make it on the honor-roll. She was five - foot nine - inches, had brown, wavy hair that came down to her shoulders, and brown eyes. Nobody had anything bad to say about her. Stacie was also my neighbor; she only lived half a block away from me. We used to hang out a lot when we were in elementary school and a little in the beginning of middle school. In the beginning of seventh grade, we started hanging out with different people, and just talked less and less as time went on.
About a month later, Lindsey Lockhart was tried for second degree murder. Nobody saw it coming. Lindsey was a senior at the top of the class. She was fairly quiet, and didn’t have very many friends. It wasn’t like she was socially awkward or looked bad. She just didn’t talk very much.
Both Stacie and Lindsey were in the high school marching band. Stacie played the trombone, and Lindsey the mellophone. Homecoming is a busy day for those who are in marching band. There’s a rally that they have to play for, then a parade, and then the football game. Students would, on occasion, volunteer to drive the van that carries all of the band equipment to parades and football games. Stacie and Lindsey were the ones who had volunteered last year to drive the van. They were to drive the van to the middle school where the football field was before the game, and then back to the high school after the game.
After halftime was over, the two girls got the van ready to load up. It was already past 8:30 p.m. and it was dark and raining. Once the van was loaded up, they headed out. Mrs. Hulmer, the band teacher, normally leaves the game twenty minutes after the van leaves so that who ever is driving the van gets a ride home.
Police say that Mrs. Hulmer arrived at the high school fifteen minutes after Stacie and Lindsey, to find instruments scattered in the van and Stacie dead in the passenger side of the van. She had been hit in the back of the head with one of the instruments, had a cut on her forehead, and a broken neck. Lindsey, who had only suffered minor injuries, was sitting on the stairs in the rain, with her head in her lap, shaking. The only thing they could get out of Lindsey was that Stacie wasn’t wearing her seatbelt when she had hit the breaks to avoid hitting someone or something.
I had volunteered to drive the van a few times before and knew a couple of things. One, the passenger seat belt didn’t always work. Two, the heavier instruments were loaded towards the front right behind the seats, and the middle weight instruments were stacked in the middle. If someone were to slam on the brakes such as Lindsey had, the heavier instruments would slam against the back of the seats and the stacked instruments would fly toward the front. All that I needed was a reason for Lindsey to slam on the brakes. I knew that on their route back to the band room, they would have to take the road behind the high school. At one point, the road goes in between the high school and the storage and green house. This is where I would wait until I could see their headlights and, at the right time, run in front of them.

Introduction

I am a sophomore at UW-Eau Claire and I am currently undeclared, but I am thinking of declaring a Geology major. I'm considering geology as a major because I love the outdoors and I would like to someday travel around the world. I love to mountain bike; I've been biking since kindergarten. I also like to go camping, hiking, canoeing, and kayaking. I am in University Band and I have been playing trumpet since I was in the sixth grade.

I have lived in Ashland, Wisconsin my whole life. It's located on the south shore of Lake Superior. It is a small town of about 8,600. It is a beautiful town if you you're passing through or just visiting, but it gets a little boring if you've lived there for 19 years. A nice thing about Ashland is Chequamegon Bay. There are plenty of beaches to go to on a hot summer day.