Hello friends! My name is Diana D'Souza and I am pursuing a double major in Economics and Chinese. On campus, I live in the Humanities LLC and write for the Opinion section of The Dartmouth. I also serve on the Women in Business (WIB) Executive Board as the Co–Alumni Relations Chair. In my free time, I enjoy swimming, curating Spotify playlists, and baking with friends.
When the first blizzard hit campus, I whipped out my L.L. Bean boots and my knee-length parka. As I trudged to class, I felt overwhelmed by the day's workload until I found a mysterious email in my inbox titled "Would you, could you, in the snow?" The sender was Theodor Geisel aka Dr. Seuss, who urged every student to "come and throw some snow with me / you will like it, you will see!"
This is Kemeny, which houses the Math Department, encased in snow.
Yes, my friends, it was time for the infamous Dartmouth snowball fight, where the entire college is summoned to the Green (the center of campus, right in front of the Berry-Baker library) at midnight to have a massive snowball fight. My floormates and I banded together, and by the time we arrived, the snowball fight was already in full swing. People were wrestling, running, and screaming in the powdery snow. One brave soul even ventured on top of a thin, five-foot high pile of snow and ice and allowed students to pelt snowballs at him.
In that moment, I felt like a child again—solely concerned about hitting anyone who dared to hit me with a snowball. It was a much needed break and I left a half-hour later feeling mentally refreshed and giddy with laughter. I swear there's something magical here at Dartmouth.
I also have some bad news to break to you. If you read my first post, "Who Am I? A Plant Mom," you know that I adopted a plant named Snowball at the beginning of Fall term. During the six-week winterim, Snowball was left relatively unattended to. Most of her leaves have fallen off, and she has turned an unflattering shade of brown. Tune in to see if I can revive her!
As a southerner, my biggest concern about Dartmouth was how I was going to cope with the cold. Luckily, I have a lot of friends that are also excited to embrace the snow with me, so I wanted to share how we've been enjoying winter term so far!
Being in West House means Tuk-Tuk dinners and fun house events almost every week, but this month it also means having the opportunity to join West House's Intramural (IM) basketball team.
I've taken to sitting and watching, treating myself to the slowness of green tea and silence of an uninterrupted morning. But that's one of the best things about college—it offers ample moments for reflection.
Come the 3-day weekend, the eight of us rented two cars and drove off from Hanover in the morning. Our destination? Concord, the capital city of New Hampshire.
Collis gets two million visitors a year – why wouldn't you be one of them? Come join the fun and read on to learn how to make the best use of Collis as a socializing space!
The idea of Dartmouth's unlimited snow used to be intimidating, but the past two weeks have been full of peaceful coexistence between students and seasons like no other. Winter's here and we love it.
As cliché as it sounds, students walking in small hat-topped flocks, laughing through brisk air, is a sport we take seriously around here. And it's one of the best ways to stay warm.
I am a creature of habit animated by twenty hobbies and a continuous supply of mocha-infused espresso drinks, armed with the sleep schedule of a demigod. That being said, I've yet to step foot inside a Greek house.
This term, I stacked my schedule, so all my classes meet on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. In this blog post, I will take you through a typical day of classes for me at Dartmouth.
