Last spring I was giving a campus tour to a group of third graders visiting from a small town in east Texas. We were stopped outside of Gregory Gym, an area of campus oversaturated with our “famous” squirrels, when one little boy came up to me and tugged my hand. “Miss,” he said with a sincere look in his eyes, “Do you shoot the squirrels and cook them for dinner?” I smiled at let him know we did not, but the kid had a point, and I was low in Dine in Dollars.
Author: tori
Wallet Cleansed
No Surgery Knee-ded
No Surgery Knee-ded
It was my first semester on campus, and talk of ACL permeated daily conversation in dining halls and classes. I knew Austin was a fit city and had a strong running community–that was one of the main reasons I loved it so much. However, one day I finally had to ask my roommate, “Have you heard people talking about ACLs a lot?” “Yes,” she squealed, “I can’t believe it’s almost here! We’re so lucky to live in a city with its own music festival.” My cheeks flushed. I thought everyone had bad knees.