Oberlin Blogs

In the admissions office, we particularly enjoy seeing all the new students arrive on campus because we have played such an important role in selecting the incoming class.

thoughts on being back here + songs for the deliriums and doldrums of freshman year

It's like these books were written just for me.

I have been unabashedly enjoying my time away.

That was all right, though, because as I walked down the street trying not to look like I was lost while simultaneously trying to look like I spoke Chinese, I saw a statue of Kuan Yin across the street.

Including, but not limited to: ramen, canned soup, graham crackers, apple sauce, bread making materials, peanut butter and honey, cereal, rice, and assorted pastas.

Oberlin: a perfect 10 for the life of the mind.

I'm unexpectedly spending my summer at home in Visakhapatnam (Vizag), India, and I'm certainly making the most of it.

I still get to hang out with many of my friends and chat with professors about our shared academic interests. It is necessary, however, that when looking at classes in the course catalog I limit myself to drooling, like a diabetic child through the double-paned glass window of a chocolate shop might.

Adventures in babysitting, feeding live crickets to frogs, and the things people will tell you when you're walking a dog.

I've always liked "This Land is Your Land," mainly because in first grade we were allowed to use the pointer to point out things like the redwood forests and the gulf stream waters.

An explanation of various conceptual categories, mostly related to SF Hall, delivered with my trademark wit and witticism. Bonus: further photographic evidence that I was a very strange child!