Oberlin Blogs

Reflections on spring semester junior year and fall semester senior year.

Going home when the meaning of “home” is rapidly changing.

This Thanksgiving break, instead of flying home to Albuquerque, I took a bus to NY City.

Snacks and readings.

Who am I? Why am I here?

A fall break trip to a big university in Colorado helps me reflect on my small-school experience.

I'm back, and I still love the Dixie Chicks.

I remember so clearly my mom driving away that first day. She gave me a big hug and got in the rental car. I leaned through the window to give her a kiss on the cheek. It was one of the clearest moments of change in my life, and I felt it in my chest the way you do when you're about to cry.

Am I just an indoctrinated, whiny, liberal arts college grad, snowflake?

I graduated from Oberlin and I still can't believe it. This is a short letter to myself and a lot of "thank yous" to faculty and staff who changed my life at Oberlin. Thank you all so much.

After finally finishing my shaky sophomore year, I say goodbye to Oberlin for the next 8 months, and prepare for my most audacious adventures yet.

It feels strange to say that I'm a junior in college, but here we are! Here are some lessons I learned over the past two semesters.