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(05/29/09 2:00am)
After four years, I've picked up some pretty critical Dartmouth survival skills. Sean knows my breakfast wrap order, I've memorized the pattern at the traffic light and I know to count the remaining cups to figure out whose turn it is to drink.
(05/22/09 6:44am)
Alternative social spaces often get a bad rap as poorly executed attempts by Student Assembly and Programming Board to offer students something -- anything -- other than fratting it up on any given Monday, Wednesday, Friday or Saturday night. Great idea in theory, but somehow these efforts miss the mark.
(04/03/09 6:47am)
DINING
(03/06/09 9:24am)
I need to begin with a confession. The most productive part of my spring break is going to be my semi-annual visit to the dentist for a cleaning, so writing this article makes me a hypocrite. That being said, there is no reason that I can't have higher hopes for the rest of you. So here goes, why you should be productive over spring break:
(02/20/09 10:13am)
I have a confession: I am an international student. You probably can't tell from my surname, and you won't pick up on an accent unless I happen to say "sorry," but I'm in this country on a visa, nonetheless. I don't think being Canadian has the same implications as it would if the cultural adjustments were more dramatic and the travel distance was longer, but it has a significant -- albeit largely invisible -- impact on my college experience.
(02/13/09 10:13am)
When wondering whether or not the snow sculpture qualifies as one of the Dartmouth Seven, I racked my brain to identify what the true Seven actually are: BEMA, President's Lawn, Baker-Berry Stacks, steps of Dartmouth Hall, 50-yard line, the center of the Green... Uh oh, that's only six. I have a few contenders in mind for lucky number seven, but I'm pretty sure that there is no widespread agreement across campus.
(02/06/09 10:05am)
In constructing an argument about BlitzMail, I need to start with a caveat -- I'm an email novice. I had an embarrassingly-titled hotmail account in middle school to chat on MSN, but that's about it. Hand me an iPhone and my eyes will fill with dread. Bottom line -- the technology of communication is not my forte.
(01/30/09 11:01am)
I have a confession. I am petrified of eating alone. Sit me down in a table at Collis with an open textbook, laptop and crossword and I'll be cozy, but dining solo sans props is an entirely different beast.
(01/23/09 11:06am)
Bad choices happen. Too much alcohol happens. S&S happens. Even with these inevitabilities, however, there's no reason that getting picked up should constitute a necessary element of the essential Dartmouth experience. It's just not that special.
(01/16/09 9:52am)
I admit it, I drank the Kool-Aid. I came to believe that all things Dartmouth were the best ever, and that all parts of my past life -- everything from lingo to pals -- were just that, part of the past. As I wearily approach the end of my four years, however, I've reconsidered the merits of Dartmouth friendships. The verdict? Dorothy had it right all along -- there really is no place like home.
(01/09/09 10:44am)
New Year's is overrated. Don't get me wrong, I love any excuse for champagne, sequins and celebratory kisses, but New Year's remains far from my favorite holiday. It's not because of the seemingly arbitrary nature of the celebration -- Halloween sits squarely in my top three based solely on the presence of candy and costumes -- but instead it's the massive amount of pressure riding on celebrating the transition from one year to the next thatseems to spoil New Year's for me.
(11/21/08 9:26am)
If you had told me three years ago that by senior fall I'd sit poised to write an article defaming flair, I would have screamed blasphemy. I am the first to admit that I've more than dabbled in the world of flair. I even traveled back home freshman summer determined to spread the gospel of flair to my high school friends, convinced that I would have them scouring Salvation Army racks in no time. The prospect of arguing in opposition would have seemed unfathomable back then. Yet, here I sit, aspiring to convince you, dear reader, that flair is not the path to enlightenment, nor transcendence of fashion, nor even a foolproof strategy for fitting in at Dartmouth.
(10/24/08 6:42am)
The standard argument on behalf of sexing it up as your favorite gendered occupation or stereotype for All Hallows' Eve is pretty simplistic: On this most holy of holidays, you're exempt from standard judgments by our puritanical society, and such a costume will significantly increase your odds of finding that fabulous fantasy-driven make-out. It has come to pass, therefore, that any late-October dance party will yield multiple sweaty firemen, cleavage-baring nurses and a few requisite "animals" wearing some combination of lingerie and animal ears, if my memory of "Mean Girls" serves me correctly.
(06/27/08 6:44am)
For Dartmouth students, the hype surrounding sophomore summer is unavoidable: the intersection of the X-curve, the renowned scholastic offerings of Organic Farming, Engines 3 and Astro 2 and the opportunity to run back summer camp sans supervision -- all on a campus full of pong tables and no upperclassmen to take precedence. Even with legends of Tubestock fading into folklore, the allure of Summer term holds strong.
(05/23/08 8:34am)
Notice the ties and heels running through campus at around 4 p.m. lately? How about the school buses departing around 5:30 p.m. with clientele decidedly older than the usual seven to 11 year-old range? Formal season is upon us, and Bates is bringing in big bucks thanks to the fine fraternities and sororities of Dartmouth College.
(05/02/08 8:18am)
Sun's out, guns out, as the saying goes, and with spring, shirtlessness abounds. With the temperatures rising and the sky clear blue, what's so bad about a little bikini action on the Green?
(04/18/08 7:50am)
Talk of pong inevitably leads to talk of basements and vice versa. So when it comes to pong-worthy basements, how do each of the houses stack -- and rack -- up?
(02/15/08 10:30am)
Two things come to die at Dartmouth
(01/18/08 10:01am)
Paul Heintz graduated. Food Court Larry passed away. Professor Saccio retired. With the heavy hitters in the world of campus celebrity disappearing, where will the next generation originate? Joanna Paterson delves into the history and lore of the campus icon, trying to find the last remains of this dying breed.
(11/09/07 6:27am)
Moving out is hard to do.