Oberlin Blogs

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

My other life.

First off, we became an unofficial SexCo...

Friday was improv and Japanese chess. Saturday was an improv workshop. Sunday was an improvised steampunk dinner party. Yes, there are pictures.

It strikes me that I'm probably growing up if I worry about bowings even when I'm the only person playing the part.

We assumed that the men, dressed in breeches and tunics would be doing an improvised version of a well known Shakespeare play, but no.

We have been staying up late, eating mostly home-cooked food, drinking a little, and seeing a terrific amount of improv in the last four days, and our trip is only about halfway over.

I get up off of Matt's lap, there's guilt and often a little weird silence, and someone will say "Jesus, what was that?"

Dear Anna and Jeffrey 1 , First of all, sorry that I haven't kept in better touch. As you probably understand all too well, when something only has a due date of 'at some point,' it's easy to keep...

Once dressed, we put on our coats and boots and headed over to Warner--where the Dance Department is housed--looking very classy indeed. My coat looks really good on top of silk with gold accents; that's all I'm saying.

I am still here. Though I entered Oberlin with an expected graduation date of May 2016, my taking a semester off has delayed that until this upcoming semester. This reality took me a long time to accept and I have a lot of feelings about what "not graduating on time" means for me.

The story of how Helena and I discovered Celebration Bells, First Church's handbell choir.