<p>It’s time to talk about something else besides chances. Let’s make a list of things about Dartmouth that make us happy. I’ll start:</p>
<li><p>I loved how I was walking to class one day during the winter and I looked down at my palm and saw my very first snowflake. I had always thought that snowflakes had been invented or something and that snow was really just made up of boring ice clumps. </p></li>
<li><p>I love how during finals I’ll feel like I can’t study for another minute and then I’ll get a blitz about a bake-sale happening in the library and I’ll get so happy it’s scary.</p></li>
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<p>Jen, what is your advice for a new freshman? I’m a mom who’s been here in Hanover a few days and I can see my freshman is already getting little sleep, what can a mom say?</p>
<p>I love large things in the middle of the Green. Specifically, I mean the bonfire, the snow sculpture, and most of all, the giant Christmas tree. I really, really love the giant Christmas tree :D</p>
<p>I love going to Dartmouth hockey games. I love how everyone goes, and everyone gets really excited about them. I love throwing tennis balls on the ice when we play Princeton. I love that one kid who wears a green-and-white wig to every game (sadly, I think he was an 08). </p>
<p>I love my major department, which is small but does so much for its students.</p>
<p>::sigh:: You guys are really depressing me…I made the trip up there twice while I was on the transfer wait list and it was so hard to get into the car to finally leave…</p>
<p>Man, did I enjoy those Molly’s Potato Skins…</p>
<p>I love that I’ve been back on campus, what, three days? and I’ve already run into over a dozen of my friends (and a professor from spring term, who recognized me and greeted me with a smile).</p>
<p>I love the feeling of familiarity that comes with having been here a year and finally knowing my way around campus without a map; I love the nervous eagerness of the '12s and the nostalgia it elicits.</p>
<p>(That’s where I blush and remember that I spent most of my own orientation making out with my boyfriend – oh, freshman year. Today is our first anniversary. How did that happen?)</p>
<p>I love not living in the River! I can’t overstate this.</p>