Oberlin Blogs

Including photos of snow and studious students, but alas, no spring.

My name is Aleena, and I am a Yalie... I spent my past week visiting Dara at Oberlin, and now I'd like to share my observations, because I truly believe that Oberlin is an incredible place, and it might be interesting hear about from a non-Obie perspective.

or, beware the ides of March!

It is really quite easy to mistake this place for a little snow globe, complete with picturesque buildings, tiny flakes of falling snow, and of course the glass sphere encasing it all.

This is my voice; it stands with you. I stand with you.

Another obvious piece of advice that it took me a relatively long time to grasp.

My books, my clothes, my hair even, are scattered all over the place-- all over my room, my friends' rooms, my room in Tucson. It's hard not to be scatter-brained when everything else seemingly is.

For real this time. Here's why I'm leaving, and why I'm coming back.

I have a great love for many of the people around me, but I don't do social. Reconciling those two facts is a battle that I'm not sure I'm winning.

I'll go with describing an average Thursday last semester, as that was my favorite day of the week.

Freshman Ben answers Prospie Ben's questions about life at Oberlin.

I don't think this is sappy enough to be my first 'I'm leaving Oberlin' post, so we'll just call it my pre-'I'm leaving Oberlin' post.