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Alexandra Dalton / The Dartmouth March is the month of war, and while I've certainly never fought in a war, I have a very clear memory of the first time I punched someone.
Alexandra Dalton / The Dartmouth March is the month of war, and while I've certainly never fought in a war, I have a very clear memory of the first time I punched someone.
What do a fraternity and the Hood Museum have in common? First of all, art, if you're willing to consider the pong table a canvas.
Allison Wang / The Dartmouth Senior Staff Dartmouth today seems like one of the most idyllic places on Earth, but during times of war in the last century, it saw thousands of students leave school in order to enlist, making it both a place of military training and a hotbed of protest. World War I significantly affected both Dartmouth's campus and students.
Dear Gardner, I made out with this girl from my floor a while back. We got FoCo the next day, but she hasn't been answering my texts for the past week.
You've got a huge history paper due tomorrow and you've been hunkered down in the stacks all Sunday.
Much like life, the sport of ice fishing involves long periods of tedium punctuated by brief spurts of excitement.
'13 Guy: I can scissor with the best of them. '15 Girl: I just need to stop at Heorot and get a jacket. Government Professor: So he calls this "The Twilight Zone," like the TV show.
Editor's Note: We welcome submissions from all members of the community both past and present who wish to write about defining experiences, moments or relationships during their time at Dartmouth.
Learn a ton of languages! And we mean really learn, not just memorize the foreign sex phrases and pick-up lines in Urban Outfitters books. Watch every episode of "Law and Order: SVU" in order, if only to pick up on instances of subtle sexual tension between Stabler and Benson. Memorize an infinite amount of inane trivia to finally best that smug Ken Jennings (and Watson) on "Jeopardy." Do your laundry, vacuum and go to the gym.
You have an important blitz to send. You write the blitz; it takes you 10 minutes. You look at the time.
Who puts the "dart" in Dartmouth? Why none other than our very own Track and Field team! While most of us are making a beeline for the nearest calorie-laden delicacy at the FoCo dessert counter, these fine folks are lacing up for a nice four-to-12-mile run. A typical day for a Track and Field athlete involves morning classes, practice at 3 p.m.
Alexandra Dalton / The Dartmouth I am from Arizona, one of only two states that finds it necessary to rebel against centralized government by refusing to accept that most ominous and threatening of specters: daylight savings time.
I have yet to meet a Dartmouth student who can't find a way to keep busy. Regardless of course loads or extracurricular commitments, being at least a little bit in a rush a lot of the time seems to be the norm on this campus.
"The Color of Friendship," an intense reflection on race relations and Apartheid that offered a lot more than your average Disney Channel Original Move. "Fern Gully: The Last Rainforest." As obvious as the overwhelming environmental message was, we might have missed it as kids.
Mulin Xiong / The Dartmouth Correction appended### The pro-life coalition formally constituted as Vita Clamantis is best known on campus for its controversial anti-abortion display last spring. The 546 American flags that peppered the Gold Coast lawn each commemorated the 100,000 abortions in the United States since the monumental Roe v.
Rebecca Xu / The Dartmouth Staff When I was a child, I suffered from several chronic misconceptions about how the world worked.
If you saw last week's issue of The Mirror, you might remember reading that "natural selection has spent hundreds of years getting rid of people like your friend, who think it is a good idea to jump through the ice and into the water of a frozen pond," or that the Polar Bear Plunge is exclusively for "morons." Moderately passive aggressive challenge accepted, though I had already planned to do the plunge since I never had before, and my last opportunity as a Dartmouth undergraduate had finally arrived. When Friday morning finally came around, I lay in bed praying that impending blizzard would roll into town and cancel the event, subsequently depriving freshmen of new profile pictures and saving me from icy agony.
'15 Girl: I thought I was at my Freshman Formal, but I was really at a College-sponsored alumni event. '14 Girl on the Thursday of Winter Carnival: I just want to fast foward to the part of my night where I order EBA's. '16 Girl: I want to start a band called Dartmouth Weekend.