My Life in Purple, Green and Gold
"She is a New Orleans girl and New Orleans girls never live anywhere else and even if they do, they always come back. That's just the way it is." Chris Rose, The Times-Picayune
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"She is a New Orleans girl and New Orleans girls never live anywhere else and even if they do, they always come back. That's just the way it is." Chris Rose, The Times-Picayune
As senior Spring draws to an end and formal season begins, I find myself approaching my 13th and final Dartmouth formal unless you want to invite me to a 14th or 15th?! With so many formals, finding a proper date can be quite an adventure. Picking the perfect date is really an art form. Maybe you want a crazy-go-down-in-history night, or perhaps you have to take it easy before your midterm the next day (damn you, weekday formals).The Safe (best friend/not sexually interested/zero pressure) DateThis has always been the easiest option for me pathetic, I know. Once the post rush/sophomore year awe of formals wore off, I realized just how annoying it can be to find a real date if you're not seeing someone (you can define that on your own) in the one to two week pre-formal invitation period. You have to meet someone, get your sketch on, send awkward invitation blitzes (never in person), get set up with a rando, take things to the "next level" with they guy you may or may not be dating and the list goes on. Why bother wasting your time with boys when you can fetch a friend and ditch the drama. My favorite formal may have been sophomore Spring, when my date seemed to disappear for hours at Bates (may you rest in peace). We found each other later on the dance floor and after a quick stop in FoCo parted ways amicably upon arriving in Hanover.Personal record: 6The Blind DateIn the age of Facebook, actual blind dates are probably rare, but if you're looking for a non-safe date for a night of whimsical fun and a little mystery, try getting set up by a close friend with someone who you won't mind spending most of the night with. This is particularly fun when you have a larger group of three or four girls going with a group of guys who all know each other. It could be the start of something magical (Wedding bells? Dinner in Homeplate?), but if you and your date never quite hit it off, no big deal you both have other friends there to hang out with and can part ways when you step off the bus. Some friends and I tried this out sophomore Summer. There weren't any matches made in heaven, but it wasn't bad for a weeknight formal, after which I pulled an all-nighter writing a paper.Personal record: 1The BoyfriendGiven that I've never had a boyfriend at Dartmouth, I've never experienced this rare breed of formal date. These are the people who actually enjoy the sit down dinner that hiked the tickets up to $65 a pop. They've known who their date would be for entire term, thus bypassing any thoughts of the FoCo Challenge. They often attempt classier forms of dancing besides grinding or general aimless head nods and swaying. They could spend the 45-minute bus ride home making out, but they'd rather just fall asleep, heads on each others shoulders. Gross, right? I suppose the closest I got to a formal like this was a solid three years ago during my freshman year. We shuffled away to a field and did some stargazing. No, that's not a euphemism. We looked at the stars and contemplated our plans and dreams. Thinking back on that night now makes me want to vomit. Again, not a figurative statement literally, vomit. Talk about bad romance.Personal record: 0The Barely-know-you/Not-really-sure-what-we-are DateI've decided to combine these two types of dates into one, considering that the possible outcomes are basically the same. The barely-know-you date could really be any acquaintance you're not really friends with, someone from class or someone you met last night The not-really-sure-what-we-are date is someone you occasionally hang out/hook up with, but you're not quite dating and perhaps the outcome of formal could end things entirely or push you closer to dating territory.Personal record: 5The Winner-of-the-Food-Court-Challenge DateFreshmen take note. If you're not on a sweet sports team or other club that has its own "formals," you may have made it this far without having heard of this kind of date. In short, the FoCo challenge involves heading to Food Court in your dress and heels minutes before buses leave, and standing on a table to find a totally random date. I suggest planting a Safe Date in the crowd just in case things get awkward.Personal record: 0
When I told a friend the theme of this week's Mirror, her immediate response was that I should write about morning after blitz etiquette. Time and time again we attempt to create rules for our social lives regarding blitzing, relationships, pong, etc., but now its time focus in on what brought us all here in the first place academics. Who am I kidding? Maybe you were sold by the crazies at the Dimensions show, maybe you were recruited for a varsity sport, or most likely, you just didn't get into Harvard/Yale/Princeton (coming from the South, I still don't get most of these Ivy bashing jokes). Regardless of your motives, you would think that by now we'd all know appropriate academic etiquette, both in the library and the classroom, but a quick stroll through Baker-Berry shows this is clearly not the case. Since I am no longer taking classes and thus rarely in the library, I don't really care if you follow these rules. But, for the sake of the 3,000+ students who are not graduating in 44 days, please attempt to follow them, or at least realize that what you're doing is really annoying and socially unacceptable and that everyone hates you for doing it.
From stories overheard in the Hop each weekend, to the quick action against Hanover Police's "sting operations," it's clear that alcohol plays a large role in the campus social scene. However, another side of our social scene often goes overlooked by the unassuming eye. In honor of the upcoming 4/20 "holiday", I sat down with a number of students, from unaffiliated freshmen to fraternity presidents, to discuss the role of marijuana and other drugs on campus. Names have been withheld to protect the students' privacy.
Although this week wasn't exactly warm until yesterday, (and the weather is still considered freezing to those of us who went south for SB2K10) we're officially two weeks into the spring season, regardless of the temperature in Hanover. It's time to embrace the sun, the grass, the outdoors and the dance floors. Throw on your flip flops, or better yet, kick off your shoes, it's time to dance!
Gossip. We've all heard it and we've all spread it, but at the end of the day how does it really affect our lives? It clearly has its downsides: hurting relationships, fostering lies and creating false images of people you've probably never met. Nevertheless, it has it's upsides as well. Gossiping can bring friends together as you reminisce about an evening out, or try to figure out the name of the hottie you spotted in the basement last night who's now sitting three tables behind you in FoCo (shh, he's the one on the right in the green hat!)
In the busy lives we lead at Dartmouth, it's easy to take things for granted and accept them as the norm. Between new freshmen, graduating seniors and off terms, many changes seem to go unnoticed and therefore unchallenged. As Dartmouth students we often get plenty of perks (for a $49,974 price tag) that students at other colleges don't enjoy. From beautiful new dorms and academic buildings, to $20 worth of Greenprint per term and unlimited access to rivers of Keystone and fields of gorf, I'd say we're living the high life in Hanover. I know everyone is freaking out about budget cuts, but if there is anything I've learned in my years at Dartmouth, it's that while a lot may change, some things never will. Maybe the Hop will have shorter hours and maybe the school will do away with the "Take Your Professor To Lunch" program, but fear not, fellow students these next few things have staying power.
Welcome to 2010! While you were slaving away in the corporate world over the summer, saving Africa during your off-term or just finishing up your last year of high school, you likely missed a beat or two of the campus drama over the past year so let's get you up to speed on a few of the biggest news stories at Dartmouth in 2009.
In this issue, we focus on the history of conservatism at Dartmouth and whether it is "dead" at the College today.
This week, the Mirror looks at religion and spirituality on campus. While many students find it difficult to stay in touch with their religions once they've left home, others have developed deeper relationships with their religions while at Dartmouth. Then there are some who choose not to practice any faith at all. Wherever you may fall on this spectrum, we hope this issue gives you a better understanding of religion and spirituality at Dartmouth.
When it comes to staying healthy on campus, Jen chooses to self-medicate, primarily with DayQuil and cough drops, while I've just given up the hope that I'll ever live cough-free. In this week's issue, our staff takes a look at Dartmouth's Health Services and what it is doing to meet the health needs of the student body. We also sat down with students whose health concerns are far greater than a stubborn cough and require regular care. Whether you're like Jen and have never been to Dick's House or you're its most frequent patient, we hope this week's issue can help you through any future health woes before you overdose on over-the-counter meds (and call your mom) as Kate recounts in her article.
Honestly, we aren't ready to leave. Jen and I are seriously contemplating running The Mirror with the '11s, just so we can stick around for longer.
Throughout the day every day Dartmouth's faithful and hardworking employees are making our lives a little easier, whether they are students or FO&M staff.
This week's issue of The Mirror focuses on the daughters of Dartmouth, the first of whom were only admitted in 1972. At the time, members of the College who were against coeducation saw it to be in direct opposition with the traditions that Dartmouth held so dearly. Thirty-seven years later, Dartmouth has a long list of notable female alumnae, a slightly larger percentage of females than males in the '13 class, and 11 sororities all of which speaks to how far the institution has come.
Thanks to my sorority blitz lists and favorite campus DJs, I've managed to develop a somewhat decent iTunes collection for a girl who's been to both a Britney Spears and Backstreet Boys concert. While my pop music days aren't quite behind me, I'd like to think my music tastes have matured a bit since coming to Dartmouth, expanding to include a variety of techno/rap/remixes that bring out my inner rockstar as I jam to the latest from Kid Cudi or MGMT on repeat in frat basements.
Spring term at Dartmouth is possibly one of the best times of year. However, each June becomes more bittersweet than the last as another class says goodbye to dear ol' Dartmouth, and it gets even closer to being our turn.
When people talk about alternative social scenes and spaces at Dartmouth, I think fondly of this past weekend. Between drinking outside at AD's lawn party, eating pig at Theta Delt and dancing on Chi Gam's lawn during the over-hyped GAMPALOOZA party, for me, Green Key weekend was all about outdoor "alternatives" to the basement scene.
Too bad for us, neither of our siblings ended up coming to Dartmouth. Jen is one of the twin-less twins on campus, as her twin sister had no desire to come to Dartmouth. As for my younger brother, sadly, he won't be a part of the worst class ever next year. Unfortunately for our siblings, Blitzmail, booting and Baker-Berry mean nothing. Oh well, their loss.
The issue of self-identity at Dartmouth is something Jen and I, along with many of our peers, deal with on a daily basis. While we know no single activity or trait defines who we are, too often we are labeled by one aspect of ourselves.
What is art and who gets to decide? These are complex questions that you most certainly won't find answers to in The Mirror. Despite our rural Hanover setting, however, we were surprised that when we took the time to notice, we found numerous forms of art all around us. Whether that be the famous Orozco murals as a study backdrop, or the sexual assault awareness T-shirts in Collis, art takes on uncommon forms all over campus.