Oberlin Blogs

After years of trying to fit music into my schedule, music is my schedule. How about that?

These past two months have really flown by--I think it's appropriate to offer a bit of reflection.

In a weird way, my first brush with Oberlin was like my birth: I was late (although not by 10 days) and my body was propelled through the air until I landed somewhere, and maybe that's why I loved it immediately.

The summer of 2015, the Oberlin Brass Quintet went on a four week long tour of China during the months of July and August.

One room, four degrees, and a whole lotta homework.

I walked in with no expectations. No pre-conceived ideas of what Uni would be like. No idea of how my life was going to change.

The ride of a lifetime.

A little bit more about me, in lists and photos.

Someone told me once that it takes at least a semester to figure out how you fit in at college. Finding home here is an ongoing process.

Where I live: what was expected and what was realized.

Being at Oberlin has truly made me engage directly with my school community that I most definitely would have circumvented had I stayed in my city, where I would've relied on my own pre-existing knowledge of my surroundings to find something to do.

How I discovered the most helpful resource on campus.