Hello Dartmouth!
By Caitlin Kelly, The Dartmouth Senior Staff
Published on Friday, January 25, 2008
This week The Mirror crawled into the deepest darkest corners of campus looking for Dartmouth's most compulsive perfectionists. We didn't have to look too hard because they're f*cking everywhere.
The sad thing is, this week our world became so much less perfect with the passing of Heath Ledger. And who could memorialize the man better than Kat Stratford.
Find a quiet spot and read on...
"I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots,
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick;
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around,
and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all."