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Frisbee teams at Carleton acts as self-regulated Greek Life

Ultimate Frisbee functions as a pseudo-Greek life system on our campus. I’ve written dozens of articles over the past four years for the Carletonian, at least ten of which are much better written than this one. But the fact remains that the only ones that get any attention are about…

The Three Hardest Words to Say are “I Miss You”

There’s another set of three words that are more difficult to say than “I love you.” I love you’s come from moments of joy and happiness and hope. You say them because you believe in the future of that relationship, a future with that person. Some people say I love…

Comps Taught Me How to Love Writing Again

Is it bad to admit that I fully enjoyed doing comps? For my entire junior year, I watched senior friends power through sleepless nights to produce a product that, at the end of the day, is pass/fail. I got loads of advice telling me to do X and not Y,…

Have high standards for others in relationships

Over break I binge-watched Sex in the City. Much to my dismay, my mother told me that I most reminded her of Carrie. Carrie Bradshaw: high-heeled walking, mysterious job-working princess of Manhattan. At first I was offended. She’s stubborn, moody, a smoker, and clings to dead relationships for dear life.…

It’s almost impossible to feel invisible on this campus

It’s hard to feel invisible at Carleton. We go to an exceptionally small college in a small community. My high school had the same amount of students as Carleton; it wasn’t a huge transition for me in that way. But compared to my high school peers, Carleton students are most…

Six signs that you’re ready to graduate

I’m very much ready to graduate and leave Carleton. Sometimes I think I’ve been ready since freshman year. Maybe I’m too cynical, but I’d also rather be ready to go at a moment’s notice than have the same mindset of people I know who will probably have to be pried…

You need to start believing women, unquestionably

As I was writing my comps at a coffee shop in sunny San Diego, I overheard a group of middle-aged women discussing sexual assault and harassment allegations. I was mortified by their conversation. They labeled the women coming forward against bosses, senators, the president, directors, and actors as “for the…

Brown and Vick: Hypocrisy in placing blame

I admit that I’m a hypocrite. Most of us are. I think what Chris Brown did to Rihanna is disgusting and he’s an awful person in my books, yet I don’t protest when his song comes on during a party. My overwhelmingly negative perception of Chris Brown as a human…

The single mother solution to co-dependency

If there’s one thing all of my friends should know about me, it’s that I love animals. I grew up being obsessed with stuffed animals and The Wild Thornberrys television series. As I got older, I began to think about animals more critically, and even began to apply these thoughts…

Discovering the joys of driving and thinking alone

This past summer I drove across the country several times: Minnesota to California, California down south through to Florida, Florida to New York, and finally California to Minnesota. At first I thought I would loathe the long hours, sometime driving for up to fourteen hours a day, and worry when…