Editors' Note
On Sunday evening after an exhausting Green Key, Jasmine was lying in bed when someone informed her that Yama was shutting down.
On Sunday evening after an exhausting Green Key, Jasmine was lying in bed when someone informed her that Yama was shutting down.
MEMORIAL DAY FUN:Jk, we have no reading period. COLLIS CHALK CUBE:Lesson learned: never give Dartmouth students an open forum to provide drinkingsuggestions. LAST CHANCES:Need a formal date?
Throughout my conversations, however, I neglected a certain viewpoint, one that might be more telling than the rest: those who were at some point affiliated, but chose for whatever reason to leave their house. This story is often unheard on this campus, but these individuals have seen life both in and out of the system, and they thus hold a certain wisdom.
Maybe you know their name or maybe you don’t, but we have found that most people on campus have their elusive unicorn.
I speak of the passing, the practice where some black individuals presented themselves as white, that must have occurred at Dartmouth to the same extent it did at other elite American colleges. In the process of exploring historical passing, I interviewed four Dartmouth undergraduates on their feelings about passing and its relevance, if any, to black students at Dartmouth today.
Searching desperately for a community that would appreciate our unique sense of style and disdain for restrictive clothing, we ventured down to Mighty Yoga in Hanover for a class.
If anything, my experience as a 21st-century debutante reveals a remarkable capacity for compartmentalizing my engagement in a ritual whose basis is at odds with my education, independence and general political outlook.
You guys are so cool and weird, and cohabitation with you has been one hell of a ride. For a bunch of smart people, your ability to do hilariously stupid things is truly astonishing.
Before we seniors leave forever, there are some words of wisdom that I need to pass on. In short, there is a right way and a wrong way to do laundry.
’17 Guy: It’s not even DJ Self-H8? I’m not going. ’16 Girl: All I did last year was drink, and all I do this year is lurk. CS Prof: There’s absolutely no correlation between attendance and your grade. ’09 Guy at Pigstick: Can I get a hit of that cigar?’16 Girl: Sure.
The “Dartmouth is Happy” video got us thinking. First, why were we not asked to be in this video?
POW-WOW WEEKEND HIGH YIELD:Dartmouth on the rise? Stay tuned. GREEK WEEK:We're not really sure what this is, but there’s free food, so we're not complaining. DARTMOUTH IS "HAPPY":95 percent of ourFacebook friends haveshared this.
Shifts away from the humanities toward the social sciences, however, have important implications for the quality of instruction, as well as the variety of courses offered by departments.
During my college search, I focused on the more “frivolous” details of every school, much to my parents’ dismay.
Your parents have arrived, and it’s time to hide the empty liquor handles, vacuum the EBA crumbs off your dorm carpet and iron that shirt your mom says brings out your eyes.
When I lived in the River cluster my freshman year, I would capture little glimpses of the Tuck students’ social scene: I saw crazy costumes during Winter Carnival, volleyball matches in front of the Tuck dorms and people, dressed to the nines, walking to Murphy’s.
Based on what I’ve seen in myself and in my peers, the only thing that can be stereotypical about Dartmouth — and maybe all that I’ve learned — is how frighteningly natural it seems to bite off more than we can chew in the name of constructing that idyllic collegiate career.
Purple, like the way we feel about graduating: not quite blue, because at this point it’s kind of more funny than sad how little we know about where we’ll be in five months.
Because, friends, I am writing a creative writing thesis, a novel titled (surprise!) “Return of the Tree Lobsters.”
’16 Girl: If you’re an optimist, your eyes must be closed. ’15 Mirror Editor: No one on this campus says anything funny. ’18: We went into all of the frats and there was nobody there!’17: Did you go to the basements?’18: They have basements?! ’15 Girl: I remain a disgusting cretin with no shame. SOCY Prof: I have no personal connection with marijuana, but I’ve been told this would sound better with a bong in one hand. ’15 Girl: My ideal form of beauty is strength.