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Girls’ rush is a process filled with … you see, that’s the problem — no one really knows. As ’20s, we begin to see guys flirting with brothers once the frat ban lifts, but for girls, rush is equal parts confusing, intimidating and a whole lot of mysterious. So when pre-rush events started popping up over spring term, one should not be shocked that extreme panic pursued. We went from being totally prepared to girl flirt fall term to having no idea what to do, how to act or most importantly, what to wear. So if you’ve ever wondered about the thought process that girls go through before a pre-rush event, here it is.
Mother's Day. According to Wikipedia, it's "a celebration honoring the mother of the family, as well as motherhood, maternal bonds, and the influence of mothers in society." For those of us who don't have moms in Hanover to celebrate, think again. The maternal energy here is palpable, and there's never been a better time to acknowledge the alternative types moms of Dartmouth.
It’s Friday night, and you find yourself on Webster Ave. after a treacherous week filled with overdue papers and late night “studying” on FFB. You enter the basement of Sigma Apple Pie with the hopes of releasing all your pent up angst with a paddle, ball and a few cups of Keystone Light™. Wading through a sea of crushed cups and empty beer cans, you situate yourself next to a frat bro at a table.
Although each and every ’21 is wonderfully unique enough to be accepted to Dartmouth, it often seems like the same sets of stock prospies are admitted in every class. Rain or shine, some archetypal prospies are always present at every Dimensions weekend. As you walk around campus the next couple of weeks, keep an eye out for these guys — and consider if you ever were or are one of them.
Shall I compare thy Dartmouth to a summer’s day?Thou art more lovely and more snapchattable than days hitherto.Crop-tops and thy previous summer’s flip-flops do shake the darling buds of April,And summer’s lease hath all too short a date (only 48 chimes of the Baker Tower’s bells).Sometime too bustling — the green of campus heaves,
To rally, or not to rally — that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to studyThe bio and art history of outrageous liberal artsOr to take arms against a sea of Keystone™
Are you more of a Webster Ave. person than an East Wheelock St. person? Does your heart skip a beat when you see mac n cheese bites? Create your Saturday night and we’ll guess what your major is.
’19: “Playing shrub is like playing Quidditch with only two hoops.”’20 #1: “He just kept trying to kiss me over and over again”’20 #2: “Like a perpetual motion machine toward your face”’19 (Post-Super Bowl): "I tried to kick him out last night, but you can't remove someone from a three-person group message."’20: “Do you NOT know the term wall star?”
There you are. After nine (maybe?) months of apprehension, excitement and nerves, you are finally about to play your first game of pong. You feel adrenaline pumping through your veins with all the strength of watered-down Keystone, which you also happen to be standing in puddles of — gotta break in those frat shoes, am I right? As the moment finally arrives and the final cup in the game before yours is sunk, you’re suddenly nervous. What do you do? What should you expect? Luckily for you, we’ve compiled advice from some of the greatest pong champions this side of the Mississippi (and some from the other side too).
If you’re a ’20, odds are the extent of your Dartmouth social experience has been bopping around from dorm party to dorm party scrounging for alcohol. Then, of course, there’s the Heorot highlighter party and Pop Punk if you were lucky enough to get in, or the North Park/South House dance party if you were truly desperate. Bright-eyed, not-jaded and with a whole new social scene opening up to you, you’re probably overwhelmed with questions: