Oberlin Blogs

Then, abruptly, the year ended. Everyone went home.

Housing registration, class registration, and how I (probably) picked my major.

One can learn a lot about a person's home. Even MTV knows that.

I've been haunted in my sleep, you've been starring in my dreams, school I miss you...

Why live off campus?

Co-ops are wonderful, and the food is great. Do not worry, first years I've talked to who have expressed their doubts about this!

Way to rain on my Labor Day parade, Ohio. Even after four years, I still don't understand your weather patterns.

Yard sales, integrating into the Oberlin community, and the hunt for the perfect antique desk.

I mentioned before that the first few weeks of college equals '50s housewife meets college student: shopping for classes, ironing out schedules, and cleaning and unpacking all belongings, and if the weather doesn't take the temperature dip it did a few days ago, flowery dresses and sunglasses.

It suddenly hit me that I have only four days left at my internship at La Opinion, and only two weeks left in LA.

There is no required reading for freshmen at Oberlin, but a quick flip through Lord of the Flies could be real helpful.

I have just passed the two week point of being home for the summer. And since this is an Oberlin blog, this is about what's different at my summer home and my Oberlin home.