Oberlin Blogs

To those of you non-Conservatory students who love music—secondary lessons beckon you!

A great big lesson in Hi My Name Is College Now Stop Slacking. Alternatively, a great big welcome to Oberlin.

It feels like just yesterday I was choosing a First Year Seminar of my very own.

What is "hard"? The pace is faster in college than in high school, but it's mostly notable in comparison. For example, in the first three weeks of Research Methods, we covered at least half of the material in my year-long A.P. Statistics course.

Any questions you may have had about the musical studies major, the history of jazz at Oberlin, or original research can and will be answered in this post by the incomparable Anna Ernst '10!

Throw in stress for something that actually matters, like finals, and I'm toast. I'll be in bed at midnight, eyes open until 1:30, and awake when the sun comes up at 7.

I picked it in part because I'm interested in the intersection between chemistry and archaeology and in part because mummies are very cool.

In which my life becomes embodied by History Major Heraldic Beast.

Now that I have gushed profusely about my morning classes, let me tell you that I am even more enthused about my afternoon classes. Brace yourself.

In which I gush profusely about how my morning classes are going this semester.

Let's catch up. I've been shooting lasers, writing calligraphy, and eating fresh fish.

I've never liked the term "discipline" as a way to refer to what I teach and write about. It's harsh, forbidding, army-like. I much prefer to tell people that I work in a particular field --maybe because as a kid I wanted to be a farmer.