Oberlin Blogs

I am happy to say that this Thanksgiving I am thankful for my wonderful Oberlin friends and my Oberlin family. I don't know what I would do without them. Let Fiercegiving endure forever!

For the past 14 hours, this post has consisted of: "Tumblr needs to load so I can access my post and actually post it. How long is this site maintenance going to go on?" and Ma'ayan's reply: "I don't know but Tumblr is part of my job so this is terrible :( <3M." But now there is actual content!

You should read this, especially if you don't like people.

My first time in snow EVER! I think I'm entitled to be obnoxiously excited.

A post and a toast to families away from families: Thanksgiving is what you make of it. Or make for it.

Sometimes there's so much going on in a twenty-four hour period that it seems like I should just talk about my day because it gives a hint as to what's happening every day at Oberlin.

A sampling of Thanksgiving, in which my senses are assaulted, a friend's family welcomes, feeds, and houses some Obies, and I despise buses.

The fourth and final part of my four-part series on visiting Oberlin.

My friend Ali is having an art show... and I'm close enough to the process to inhale the paint fumes and clay dust.

...specifically my cultural and artistic worlds. And yes, that is the motto for Oberlin Shansi. Am I hinting at something?

At least the people on the treadmills aren't deluding themselves. They know that they're going to end up right back where they started, sweaty and out of breath.

All you need to know is that it's legit real-world stuff, and she hasn't even graduated yet. Some people just really have their lives together.