Oberlin Blogs

At first I was annoyed at the little assignments Oberlin's making me do to get credit for my summer internship, but now I'm grateful.

Remember when I was talking about opportunities? Allow me to expound upon another opportunity that I encountered late last semester, involving dance. Just to shake things up a bit, I'm not going to write about Indian dance again.

The job search is one of the most stressful experiences I've ever had. The only time I've ever felt so confused and overwhelmed was writing my college applications.

There are two main types of social life in Oberlin: (1) the inexpensive, and (2) the not-so-inexpensive.

Until this summer, I'd never spent a full day in Cleveland. It was time to change that. It was time to get to know Cleveland, to see if I wanted to deepen our relationship.

My job working for Conference Services is a bit lackluster at first glance, but I do get to see the various summer programs that take place in Oberlin up close and personal.

Upon learning I attend Oberlin, many people ask if I go into Cleveland every weekend. Usually my facial expression is enough of an answer.

Want to make your own banjo out of a gourd? You can do it. Want to be part of a gamelan ensemble? You can do that, too.

Wayyyyy back when I was a wee 'un, I wanted to go to a glorious place, one I had read about in books and seen in movies. College! It was everything I wanted! But first, I had to apply. And applications require writing.

No matter how far away you go from Oberlin, you're still going to crave it.

Notes from a month spent touring with an Oberlin rock band.

"You know," one of them said, "Chewbacca is the only one in his family with a normal name."