A Different Kind of Senior Column
By Katie Shutzer | May 22, 1996On Tuesday, May 21, Branon del Pozo '96 wrote on the ubiquitous and vain senior columns that begin to appear in these last few weeks of Spring term.
On Tuesday, May 21, Branon del Pozo '96 wrote on the ubiquitous and vain senior columns that begin to appear in these last few weeks of Spring term.
Returning from a job interview in New York City, I swung by the Hinman Boxes to get my mail and opened up last Friday's The Dartmouth.
Has anyone else been wondering who the graduation speaker is going to be this June? Isn't it about time we found out?
You race over to McNutt, breathless. There she is, your prospective, your very own! It reminds you of the time your mother let you get a hamster at the pet store -- you knew right away which one was meant to be yours.
Registration, what a pain! Everybody lines up three hours before it even begins, just to sign up for some Miniversity class like ballroom dancing or healthy cooking, only to find out three days later that they have Orgo lab and can't even take the class. And, of course, they have to fill out 6 million forms to get a refund.
Most people would agree that there are two types of relationships at Dartmouth, and neither of them can be labeled as "dating." Dating is a word that is fast becoming obsolete, along with other love-related terms like "necking," "petting" and "mixer." Now we live in a world of hookups (random ones, of course), and the mixer has been replaced by basement games like pong, ship and tree. Now do you really think people like your parents could have formed their long-lasting relationships around a ping pong table?
Almost all Dartmouth students have something to complain about. Even if BlitzMail is the greatest invention since cool ranch doritos, if you can't sign on because the "DND Directory Is Not Available" then BlitzMail just plain sucks.
Midterm gloom is in the air. Everybody has 50 midterms, 20 papers, and four million pages of reading to do -- all for three supposedly measly little classes.
It's three weeks into the term and many of us are plagued by what Dartmouth professors affectionately call the "midterm." Midterms are a funny thing here though, there are in-class midterms, take-home midterms, and even combination midterms.
Dartmouth students can easily be divided into two types: those who are high maintenance and those who are low maintenance. First there's the "High Maintenance Dartmouth Man." You are probably wondering how anyone at Dartmouth could be high maintenance, man or woman.