Creative writing professor: You all are the horniest class I've ever taught. '16 Guy: Gender is a spectrum, but facial hair is not.
In an environment that encourages extroversion as a vehicle of academic, career and social success, introverts are quietly overcoming hurdles and carving out their own paths to thrive.
When I finally found a student to chat, he was quick to mention that the sophomore slump didn’t apply to him and that it might only be affecting his friends.
Maggie takes a look at names and their histories.
Tabard The Dark Sideof FoCo:When the athletes are away the mice will play. Dogson the Green:They love a good trough of Collis pasta just as much as you do. Nightly Rain Storms:Some people kiss in them, some fall asleep to them.
SEAD Mentor: If Teddy Grahams were sold as cereal rather than cookies, America would never emerge from its obesity epidemic and we would all be okay with that. Philosophy Prof: I never wipe.
This week’s edition of The Mirror is all about potential.
While we may be restrained enough not to tarnish the picturesque spots seen by the tour crowds, graffiti art still exists at the College, hidden behind the doors of our Greek houses. More than just places for pong and parties, these places act as our underground campus art museums.
Here at the Mirror we like to write silly articles. We like to write about the campus blue lights, the different kinds of falafel at FoCo and even the dating dynamics on campus. While some of these fun ideas have blossomed into great articles, often stories in need of deeper thought remain on the shelf. Typically, when articles are pitched for the Mirror, the editors offer many different angles for the writers to take.
The selection of a traveling companion is the essential step in preparing your trip to Saint-Gaudens National Historic Site. You could bring someone with a vast reservoir of knowledge about American art in the late 1800s to help you appreciate the beauty in Augustus Saint-Gaudens’s impressive sculptures. An Upper Valley buff would be a wise choice, bringing along insight gleaned from years of tramping around the region’s hills and valleys. Maybe the site is best seen with a romantic interest or a quiet, introverted friend, the sort of person who will allow you to enjoy your thoughts as you survey the cozy historical center tucked into this hamlet in Cornish.
My first encounter with summer camps at Dartmouth was through my younger brother, a tough-guy type who told me horror stories of his stay in a place called “French.” He and his rowing buddies did order close to $150 worth of Boloco smoothies, so it didn’t sound like the worst experience in the world, but I digress.
'16 Girl in Sugarplum: I'm an iceberg dancer. I just show you the tip. '16 Guy: "Turning up" is just a fact.
ASTRO BBQ'S:Grill out, chill out. RUGBY PLAYERS:We're not really sure why they're here, but we aren't complaining. KAF: Now what will I carry in my left hand when I show up 10 minutes late to class?
My biggest pet peeve is when people pretend to be experts when they have no idea what they’re talking about. Luckily I took AP Literature and I’ve seen the “Pride and Prejudice” mini-series more times than I’m comfortable putting into print, so I feel like 19th century British literature is kind of my thing. This expertise is how I came across a quote from the English novelist, Henry James, where he described “summer afternoon” as the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Every four years, a strange phenomenon occurs in which the American public develops a sudden affinity for watching soccer. The results of a single soccer match have sparked city-wide riots in countries around the world?, and despite the significant portion of ’90s kids who have played youth soccer, the passion and appreciation for the sport has never quite caught on in the U.S. For one month every four years, however, millions of Americans act like they’ve been devoted fans of “the beautiful game” for their entire lives, only to forget about it again until the next World Cup.
It may sound a bit overboard, but I’ve carefully researched the topic — I searched the campus blotter from the past few Green Keys, memorized the lyrics of “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” and consulted both the Wikipedia article on Woodstock and the statuses of my Facebook “friends” who went to Bonnaroo. Let me describe your average day at the Dart-Music Festival.
The staircase is narrow, only wide enough for a single person to pass at a time. Each step creaks loudly under your feet as you ascend, and the air gets thicker and hotter with each step. A single door is at the top of the staircase. “Freaks always welcome,” the sign hung on the door promises.
The Class of 2014’s four years at the College were characterized by administrative turnover, campus renovations, student activism and rising concerns surrounding the role of Greek life, with these issues particularly prevalent during the 2013-14 academic year.
Before Commencement address, The Dartmouth talks to Shonda Rhimes '91 about her memories of College life.
His first four terms have been characterized by new initiatives, student activism and administrative turnover.