St. Olaf College

Thanks it's dreams

*bolts awake* I’m 15 minutes late for Christmasfest ahhhhwait I just woke up so it’s probably not the time in was in-dream

Wait it’s the middle of summer

Wait I have not been, nor at this point in my life will I ever be, involved in a musical organization at St. Olaf College


anonymous asked:

Hi! So I have just started to learn Norwegian and I could t find many resources that were easy to use and made sense to me. So I was just wondering what resources you use? And if you have any tips for learning Norwegian? Thank you so much!

Hi! Well, I’m Norwegian so I’m not exactly learning Norwegian, but I did some research for you and this is what I found.

Dictionaries Is a Norwegian-English (and vice versa) dictionary. is a digital dictionary. I don’t know how useful this is as it is in Norwegian though. is a German-Norwegian Norwegian-German dictionary is another dictionary; this site was made for minority students in Norway. Therefore it has the translations in languages such as Persian, Arabian, Dari, Kurdish, Tamil, Thai, Turkish, Russian, Polish, Tagalog, and others. 

Listening this is a site where you can listen to Norwegians from all over Norway’s recordings of a story called Nordavinden og sola. You can familiarize yourself with different Norwegian dialects or just practice listening. Norwegian radio. You can listen to whatever is currently getting streamed in Norway at some of the channels. once you’ve made an account and signed in, you can listen to authentic audio recordings of text books. And you can also do other lessons here. (If you do make an account I suggest you go to 

Games is a grammatical game made by students for students learning Norwegian. It has the explanations for the games written in English. here you memorise greetings, numbers, colours, et cetera and you have to click the correct English translation.

Pen pals you can find Norwegian pen pals here; if you’re willing to teach them some of your own native language as well. (I’m not sure but I don’t think it works if your native language is English, I’m afraid.) 

Norwegian lessons has lessons for beginners on it’s site it says that “NorWord was originally written during summer and
fall of 1995, by Nancy Aarsvold (currently at St. Olaf College) and Louis Janus,
(currently at CARLA, U of Minnesota). The lessons presented above have been
edited to use proper æ, ø and å characters on the web.” Keep in mind that this is from 1995. is another Norwegian lessons website. They also have a youtube channel.

Newspaper is the only easy-to-read Norwegian newspaper that aren’t made for children/teenagers.


Michelle Alexandra seems to have a few Norwegian lessons. So does Karin and learnnorwegiannaturally. I’m sure there’s more but these were the best I could find.

I don’t know how much of a help this was, but I hope you figure it out. I suggest you check out Duolingo and/or Memrise if you haven’t already. Lykke til!

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Agnes A Cappella (St. Olaf) - “Girl on Fire” by Alicia Keys

Let me give you some background. I live in a town with two colleges. Obviously, we are rivals. “Carls” are the nickname for those who go to the other school, Carleton College. Around here, the general stereotype of Carls is that they are less attractive and more socially inept than us.

To me, this poster sends the message that it takes charity to go on a date with a Carl. In addition, they can’t put pictures of real Carls on the poster because they are too unattractive. WTFITS.

I just learned that one of the great all-time professors at my alma mater–a legend in her own time–just passed away.

Apart from the nostalgic flood of memories of my days in her classes, I am blindsided by the tragic reality of how irreplaceable she is not only as a lecturer and teacher, but as an institution… an integral seam in the fabric of the department’s culture. It sounds dramatic, but it’s true; I knew her by reputation long before I ever sat in one of her classes. My friends who never had to take one of her infamous exams knew her. It’s horribly unfair that there are students there today who will never have the privilege of having a paper digested and spit out by her pen of doom, never have to fear her disapproving glare, never be glued to their seats in reverence as she delivers her famous lecture on Beethoven’s Fifth.

Because she terrified us all. And she made us all feel extraordinarily stupid at least once. And she didn’t cut any of us any slack. And none of us was afraid to admit it because we all knew, deep down, that she terrified us and made us feel stupid and poked and prodded us until we were ready either to burst into tears or give up entirely because she wanted each and every one of us to be the best we could possibly be. She wouldn’t settle for less, so we had to rise to the occasion or fail… and that’s how she made us all better.

It’s going to take time to get used to the idea that she’s not around anymore.

(Photo is from a pair of papers from my 20th Century music class, taken back in my college days. On the bottom is the original, dissected and rendered a tragedy by the great lady herself; on the top is the revision with a rare mark of enthusiastic approval that may as well have been the equivalent of winning a Pulitzer.)

We are definitely the Desert Bluffs of Northfield. Our student union is named after a family being investigated for tax fraud, and meanwhile Carleton doesn’t have caf trays for some reason. All our non-metal/-plastic furniture in Regents is made of the smoothed viscera of the diverse organisms that formerly stood in its place. Carleton has like five student-run newspapers.

However, we arguably have a mayor named Pamela, so…
whatever, rich guy.