Popping the Bubble
I would like to start off by stating that it is blatantly unfair that devotees of one certain substance get an entire official holiday devoted to celebrating their major form of recreation.
I would like to start off by stating that it is blatantly unfair that devotees of one certain substance get an entire official holiday devoted to celebrating their major form of recreation.
In honor of the theme we decided to try and host our own Ganja Olympics with Justin Bieber, Kanye West and Perez Hilton.
I had previously decided to write this week's column about the 10 things I love most about Dartmouth College, and I returned home this afternoon to do just that. But it was a windy day, an incredibly windy day, and when I got back to my room the breeze had ripped through my open window and torn down the lobster-print sheets I have tacked up as a makeshift curtain.
So maybe you've had a bad day with Madame Troll of the econ department. Or maybe you just realized, like 98.5 percent of your fellow classmates, you really do suck at organic chemistry. Well, that blows.
I lift the vaporizer's whip, coiled up like a translucent plastic snake, to my lips and pull. A gust of hot green air inflates my lungs.
Doing the actual Dartmouth Seven is hard. In addition to having to find a willing partner, it requires some serious planning (when do the lights in front of Dartmouth Hall turn off?
From stories overheard in the Hop each weekend, to the quick action against Hanover Police's "sting operations," it's clear that alcohol plays a large role in the campus social scene.
Did you just look at the cover and recheck your calendar?
Drugs are the double-edged swords of the music world. Influential genres and songs have been born into existence through the use of drugs, but many artists have also been brought to their demise through the abuse of such substances.
As both a creative writing major with a thesis to finish in mere weeks and a writer for the illustrious Dartmouth Mirror, I have some experience trying to come up with creative ideas.
Since the theme of the Mirror this week is "Censor yourself!" I would like to tell you about the day I decided to stop doing exactly that. The day I fell out of love with Dartmouth College was a beautiful day.
It's taken for granted here at The Mirror that Dartmouth kids are doing great things on the daily.
It's been said that no one knows what the future holds. False. The future holds robots. In fact, if you're so inclined, robots will hold the future for you.
What authority do I have to tell you how to get ideas, you might ask? Aside from my foolproof inventions such as flavored buffered aspirin for injured pets (Hamerin) and the ever popular worm suit (want to cut back on unnecessary casket or cremation costs?
Crying '12 girl: I COULDN'T GO TO CHURCH THIS MORNING BECAUSE I WAS IN JAIL. '11 Engineer: I think the answer is that it would be squishy! '13 Talking on cell phone: Can I have your liver if mine dies? '12 Girl: I'm not good with boys or chairs.
I don't know about you, but personally I am getting a little bit frustrated with the new flavors of yogurt that Yoplait keeps rolling out.
Welcome back from spring break, poppets, and what a welcome it was! Miss Muffin Top is still reeling from her Easter weekend of sunshine.
So I was going to write a column called COFFEE IS THE BEST IDEA EVER except then I had a sneaking suspicion that I may have subtly alluded to that concept before.
Year after year, Dartmouth students have earned and maintained reputations as diverse as the very students themselves.