Popping the Bubble
In the midst of the pressing campus dialogue over dolphinz and really freaking brutal pledge terms (the yacht was last seen in Occum Pond, FYI) a more serious issue has egregiously been overlooked THEY ARE TAKING AWAY BLITZ.
In the midst of the pressing campus dialogue over dolphinz and really freaking brutal pledge terms (the yacht was last seen in Occum Pond, FYI) a more serious issue has egregiously been overlooked THEY ARE TAKING AWAY BLITZ.
When she learned of this week's gossip' theme (from the source, guys, like, seriously), Miss Muffin Top decided to boldly go where no muffin had ever been before.
About a month into my relationship with my ex, or former-somewhat-exclusive-hookup, he told me that he had been surprised that he liked me, given all that he had heard of me before our relationship started.
-Dartmouth Coach: Yeah, the most obvious option. You don't have to leave campus to pick it up and it's easy to pick up some food from Hop to take with you before you go.
Due to the consequences of the fickle financial system, I will not be able to make my journey into the season of rebirth and revelry, of fertility and romance, of conches and coolers and knock-off Corona bikinis.
As you're sitting holed up in the library at 1:00 a.m., looking out the window and wishing you could teleport back to your dorm room instead of trudging through the snow in the cold, I am walking to work in a T-shirt.
Catherine Lentz Catherine Lentz So, straight up: I don't know how to drive and I wasn't on campus last term.
Walking into Collis to see what soups have been cooked up that day is like checking your sent blitzes' folder the morning after an especially rage-y night you never really know what you are going to get.
What better way to expand your horizons and learn about new cultures than to travel? Of course, the real reason for traveling now is just to escape the barren, soul-crushing dreariness that is a New Hampshire winter.
Many Dartmouth students are familiar with the wild stories of our festive northern neighbor, Montreal.
As Andy Warhol put it, living in New York City gives people real incentives to want things that nobody else wants.
Dartmouth clearly has the most emo motto of all the schools in the Ivy League (add some mournful melodies and black nail polish to "A Voice Crying Out In The Wilderness" and you've got a half-decent Bright Eyes song), which is probably because Eleazar Wheelock was Hanover's first official case of Seasonal Affective Disorder.
Many of us Dartmouth students, especially those non-New Englanders, view Boston as a means of getting to Hanover.
It is the most beautiful day in October, the autumn of my sophomore year far too beautiful to be going to class.
The other day, I was reading The New York Times on my way to work, feeling like a mature woman of the world.
Did you know that there's a public meditation garden in Hanover looking over the Connecticut? If not, I'm not going to tell you where it is.
Next time you walk to class, play a little game of "I Spy" and see how many Longchamp bags you can spot.
Dear Miss Muffin Top, I was surprised when I saw this hottie I didn't recognize at Collis this morning.
My major experience with managing cash flow consists of trying to remember which of the thirty Starbucks cards floating around in the bottom of my purse actually has a positive balance, so I'm obviously the first person who you should ask for advice on a complicated financial situation.