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In order to market itself to prospective students each year and keep application and enrollment numbers high, the College has to appeal to and attract prospective students from around the world.
I find myself glancing over fashion week highlights each year and thinking, who would wear that? Why would someone design that? I wouldn’t be able to fit through a doorway if I tried wearing that dress.
As I’m sure you already know, this past Sunday was the Golden Globes, an awards show where a bunch of white people get up and congratulate a different bunch of white people. You might be surprised to hear that I don’t actually watch awards shows. There are two major reasons for this. The first is that I never watch television broadcasts in real time. Instead, I prefer to binge-watch entire seasons of shows in a single sitting. The second reason is why would I want to watch celebrities pretending to be sane people, when I can watch real people pretending to be celebrities?
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Brown University: Before students left for winter break in December, Fossil Fuel Brown, an organization dedicated to divesting the University from global fossil fuel companies, had collected close to 450 signatures on a petition supporting its aims. According to the Brown Daily Herald, who reported on the story, the petition had more than 330 student signatures in addition to close to 70 signatures from alumni.
What a wonderful weekend for Halloween. Midterms are mostly behind us, the beauty of fall perseveres with weather that by Dartmouth standards is “warm” and the San Francisco Giants just won the World Series. Yes, friends, orange rules everything around me, and even in FoCo I cannot escape it.
I recently noticed that combining Greek yogurt and Nutella is trending among the men's swimming and diving team. It really is a beautiful dessert, so simple, delicate and loved (or at least respected) by all. Everyone has his or her own ratio of yogurt to Nutella — some turn out a very dark brown, while others are a lighter chocolate milk hue. Either way, this dessert is a surefire success.
This past week has felt like a terrible dream: no sleep, too much work and a constant fight against a stupid cold. Most logical human beings would stay inand catch up on that mythical thing I call “sleep,” but then again I am a college student and we as a breed are living, breathing contradictions. We enjoy calling our parents at midnight before a test to tear up about all the work we have so they can comfort us, only to seamlessly transition to dancing on tables the very next night. I think as a breed we are losing our short-term memory.
If only I could go back seven weeks in time, at the height of my sophomore summer at Dartmouth. I had just started following a relatively well-known food review website on Instagram, The Infatuation, and my life suddenly gained so much meaning. One of the first photos that came up on my Instagram home page was this gem — it was labeled as a breakfast #EEEEEATS, but seen by my eyes as an eventual FoCo creation. And with midterms this week, what better way to procrastinate than to spend 20 minutes in FoCo celebrating the best meal of the day — dessert!
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Dearest readers, do not be stunned by the length of this dessert’s name. This mouthful is “definitely in the top ten, maybe even the top five” best desserts I have ever made for this column, Laura McCulloch ’16 said. This dessert s a first for the column in many ways, at least in comparison to the other desserts I have made this summer. It is one of the first I have made that does not feature ice cream — a sad but true fact — and it is also the first dessert I have ever made that utilizes the raspberry preserves spread. It’s very light on the stomach, which is a bit of a departure from past creations. Hopefully my next “bar” will not require silverware, but my friends and I were happy with the results!
Welcome to Dartmouth, ’18s! I hope you’re ready – college is happening, like, now. Once your fresh-faced, cheerful selves have made it through five days in the woods experiencing the magic of Dartmouth Outing Club first-year trips, you’ll actually have to go to Dartmouth. That means attending classes, meeting tons of new people, probably living with a roommate or two and generally navigating a whole new environment along with 1,000 of your peers. It’s totally okay if you don’t feel prepared. This guide is a handy reference to get you through your first week at the College. Take a deep breath and keep moving forward. You got this.
Dartmouth may be renowned for its academic prowess, but that doesn’t mean its students don’t like to let loose every now and again. While there’s generally some sort of social scene that can be found on any night of the week, a few well-known events on campus have become Dartmouth traditions. Some of the most anticipated campus-wide social gatherings include:
With all of the hustle and bustle of your first few weeks on campus, it can be easy to skip out on quality time with your readings and problem sets. While you can always retreat to the isolation of your room or the comparatively spacious layout of your dorm’s common room, we’ve selected some of the best library study spots on campus where you can get work done away from any distractions. Finding a seat is up to you, but with this list in hand, you’ll never have to ask the difference between Berry 3 and the stacks.
It’s pretty crazy to think that the summer quarter is ending in less than three weeks. The term flew by, and I have learned a lot this summer. But one thing that will always confuse me about this campus is the unpredictable weather patterns. I have no complaints about the summer temperatures in good ol’ Hanover, but I have yet to master the concept of humidity and how to best prepare myself for it. Every humid day leads to my wanting to wear flip flips, because my feet get uncomfortable in fluffy socks, but I think I there has only been one day this summer where I have worn my flip-flops and it hasn’t rained. It’s as if I’m Dartmouth’s Karen, from Mean Girls—my feet can always tell when it’s already raining.
Summer provides ample time and good weather to tackle the major mountains in the Hanover area, and many ‘16s have hiking trips on their bucket list. Here at Dartbeat, we believe that the mountain at the top of your list can say a lot about you – not only how awesome you are as a hiker, but also what sort of person you are that you would be drawn to this particular large pointy thing. We’ve gone ahead and compiled a list of popular summer hikes so you can find out what your list says about you. And if your favorite hike is The Fifty, please calm down.
It’s been a while, but I’m back! Editing other sections of The D has been a terrific experience this summer, but I am happy to return to my roots on Dartbeat and deliver what I do best – clever dessert creations.
As any upperclassmen will tell you, sophomore summer is full of unforgettable experiences. Just to make sure you never forget any of those moments, it’s important to document as many of them as possible. But with so many great “iPhone camera” moments (forget Kodak, it’s 2014), how can you possibly pick just one to feature on your aesthetically pleasing, extremely-thought-out Instagram page? Answer: you can’t. Instagram all of them.
This week, The Dartmouth caught up with Janine Leger ’15, who finished a month-long trip biking trip across Spain this week. Leger rode in memory of her friend and former roommate Blaine Steinberg ’15, who died of a heart attack March 7. After visa problems derailed her summer plans, Leger found a bike and flew to Spain, planning her trip along the way. Riding roughly 2,000 kilometers over the past month, Leger biked along the Camino de Santiago, Camino Francés and Camino del Norte, beginning and ending in Santiago de Compostela, Spain.