Editor's Note
Shirley Hu / The Dartmouth Staff The plus sides of Sophomore Summer are obvious but the food thing just doesn't seem right.
Shirley Hu / The Dartmouth Staff The plus sides of Sophomore Summer are obvious but the food thing just doesn't seem right.
Did you miss out on Dartmouth's coveted Organic Farm CSA shares? Are you jealous of the size of my kale?
You've seen her running up that hill on West Wheelock St.: shorts swishing and iPod blaring. She's at the gym on the elliptical reading Us Weekly, checking the clock and looking in the mirror.
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. This year, we are forced to say so long to the Class of 2009.
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. My pants are hemmed about two inches shorter than they should be, and my favorite pair of frat shoes is made of plastic, so any griming up leaves them only a quick rinse away from being wearable again. I've accepted that the paths on the Green are both asymmetrical and nonsensical, and happily cut across the grass. With this skill set happily in place, I've begun to realize that these don't exactly hold up as exemplary transferable abilities.
Since the day we arrived at Dartmouth, we have been repeatedly told how much this school has to offer in terms of academics, extracurriculars and campus life.
Rembert's Valedictorian Speech, June 14, 2009 [Rembert REMEMBER YOUR MANTRA: You are a golden god You are a golden god You are a golden god][Stand up straight.
So, how did you end up back in Hanover?When I graduated, I moved to Boston and worked as a strategy consultant for five years, helping technology companies.
Each week, Amy examines a small group of students in order to understand the individual Dartmouth experience as part of a whole.
Rugby Girl: When I have kids, I'm going to talk to them in a fake British accent so that they have British accents. '12 Guy: She's had lunch with a different guy every day this week.'12 Girl: We have a term for that back on the farm ... it's called a slut. '11 KDE: Sometimes I feel like I'm getting stupider.'11 Tri-Delt: I'm definitely getting stupider.
I'll freely admit it, I love Harry Potter. Seriously people, those books are pretty great.
As the countdown begins until graduation day, an impending doom hovers over the Class of 2009. In only a matter days, we will be thrust ruthlessly into the (dun dun dun...) real world.
To me, Jack Kerouac's quote from "On the Road" epitomizes Dartmouth: "The only ones for me are the mad ones." Dear Dartmouth, you are absolutely raving insane, and that is why I love you. As a writer for The Mirror for the last three years, I have had the privilege of talking to some of Dartmouth's most colorful characters about their infamous experiences. I have chosen my top ten favorite quotes from The Mirror the frattiest, most inappropriate and typical Dartmouth quotes I could find and included the universal Dartmouth lessons that apply. "Once when I was blacked out, I walked to retrieve my EBAs, but got lost along the way.
I usually feel accomplished if I survive a big weekend with my liver relatively intact (horrified blitz from my mother in three, two, one...), but this Green Key, I discovered a new hazard: GAMMAPALOOZA.
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.
Editor's Note: Each week, Amy examines a small group of students in order to understand the individual Dartmouth experience as part of a whole.
In light of all the hype generated by the anticipated arrival of Three 6 Mafia at Alumni Hall this Friday, and the unscrupulous scalping that has resulted due to a shortage of tickets, you may be wondering: "Why wasn't my student activities fee able to guarantee me a seat?" Every term, along with our tuition, room and board, books and miscellaneous expenditures, we ante up $75 in student activities fees.
In this post-Green Key America, I feel as if I literally have nothing positive or worthwhile to bring to society.
Exploring the off-campus social spaces
When people talk about alternative social scenes and spaces at Dartmouth, I think fondly of this past weekend.