Oberlin Blogs

A batch of chai cinnamon rolls, a pan of brownies, a Cat cookie, a night of playing with glow poi, a contra dance, three textbook sales, many books, many friends.

In which I very belatedly introduce myself so that we can be friends.

We're sending some new bloggers to the European bureau. Meet them here.

And then, all of a sudden, I was a fifth-year. Here we go again!

Hi, my name's Chinwe. I've got too much stuff and I'm terrible at packing.

Now the main event of camp has my old friend sex appeal in spades. It is the Musical, and it is guaranteed to give you what you need.

or, What I Did Over My Summer Vacation: archaeological fieldwork and an experiment in transatlantic blogging!

READ THIS IMMEDIATELY! TIME SENSITIVE MATERIAL INSIDE!

An attempt to collect my own personal (and your!) Oberanthems. Full of music and playlists!

Vorfreude, n. f: German for the anticipation of future joy, as in the week preceding Christmas, or just before all of your friends return for another year in Oberlin.

I go to CSA when I need a shoulder to cry on or a piece of roast pork to eat. And I learn about Chinese culture in the process.

Uncertainty built in us varying degrees of anxiety, excitement, and anticipation about this tremendous life change we were about to undergo. The playing field was fairly level; none of us knew anything.