Dear Colleges, I know my grades are “average” and my athletics “non existent”. My mind not the “brightest” and my GPA not the “most appealing”. But there are reasons i would like to attend. I’m smart i’m artistic i’m devoted i’m independent and i’m older than i was then. Though upon reading my application you’ll […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
The heat of disagreement flying from their mouths, singeing eachothers religious beliefs, and tearing their hearts out from one another. Disagreement had grown adults acting like toddlers essentially showing each other their tongues for disapproval because the argument wasn’t logical but instead demoralizing. Why should our views matter when there’s a common goal? Why did […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
I often find myself pondering, to certain lengths, the precise purpose of the “demographics” section of most official documents. It’s not that it bothers me much, really – on the contrary, I’ve hardly given it any notice in the past. It is simply that, being an incoming senior and college-applicant, I have had to fill […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
Mark Zuckerberg Born in 1984, Mark Zuckerberg is an entrepreneur who, along with two of his fellow students, founded Facebook while still studying at Harvard. Facebook is a social website that is privately owned, and is used by its members to put up details about themselves through pictures and profiles. It is based on similar […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
The doorbell rings and I grab my candy in anticipation of young children in costumes ready to collect their holiday treats. Trick-or-treat! But instead of a young child in a wizard costume at my door, there stands a Moline police officer who asks for me. Overwhelmed with fear, I don’t know why a police officer […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
We had four suitcases, five backpacks, CDs, and plenty of food. My family had decided to embark on a road trip from Eugene, Oregon to Las Vegas, Nevada, and though I did not like the idea of spending spring break with my parents, there seemed no other option. Kenny G’s saxophone flowed through my earphones […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
Pip feels a mixture of revulsion for the convict and fear for the convict’s safety. Apparently, someone followed the convict the night he arrived at Pip’s apartment and later Pip stumbles over someone hiding in the dark at the bottom of his apartment stairs. While the convict has come to England to see Pip and […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
Not much separates me from a standard roll of toilet paper. In the baby economy, I was produced in bulk; I am a multiple. Like so many other items in today’s market, I was joined with two other similar products to form a three-pack. It is safe to say my parents got the most out […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
I am not a dancer, but I dance all the time. Frankly, I am not that good at it, but I do it everywhere, whether on the rooftops of Downtown Los Angeles or right in the middle of class. Call me crazy, but I just need to move my body.What Citation Styles Can You Use […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
“Small Chai?” I look up from my fumbling hands into the eyes of the barista, the same man I see before every one of these encounters. I keep my eyes down and give him a warm smile. He catches my gaze, silently thanking me for the acknowledgement. His eyes look tired today. I walk over […]
Date: January 1st, 1970
