Oberlin Blogs

As an upperclassman, I seem to be endowed with magical powers and abilities.

Most colleges give their students a choice between traditional housing and fraternities or sororities. Oberlin, being Oberlin, has a different--and much wider--array of choices. Case in point: Sci-Fi Hall, where I now live.

I learned a whole new language upon matriculating at Oberlin. Here's your crash course!

As Robert Frost said, "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference." My road has led me to Abu Dhabi. I hope that wherever yours takes you - Oberlin or elsewhere - it will make all the difference in your story.

By Tuesday, I came to the realization that the combined course load was, to use a technical Oberlinian term, a shit-ton of work. A shit-ton, by the way, is a highly accurate and precise unit measuring the overwhelmingness of a given task (roughly equivalent to 17.5 shitloads, or 0.86 metric shit-tonnes).

Please note the lovely framed Animorphs poster and the lovely Penang flag.

A couple design- and Oberlin!-related posters and a reason why everyone should want to be a blogger... Wait. Summer was only 2 weeks ago?!

At the start of last week, I was registered for International Politics, Archaeology, and Sociology. By yesterday, I'd dropped all but one of them, leaving me with my schedule for this semester.

I would say today was a total success: lots of cool looking bikes, bike paraphernalia all over the place, and hundreds of enthusiastic people outside during one of the most pleasant days of September.

Or, "This is a great idea!"

Oh Oberlin. How I missed you.

I did a lot of stuff in my first year of college, activities that people usually don't get into until their later years. But more relaxed involvement takes me longer--it is, in fact, my big goal for this year.