Oberlin Blogs

As of this morning, I have been approved for a double major!

For those of you who got here by googling "Oberlin Super Smash major" you're at the right place. Read on.

The joy my German Studies major brings me is as contagious as its colloquial abbreviation sounds.

The only one of Blake's poems that I knew going into this class was "The Tyger." It was, in fact, the first "real" poem I ever learned. I remember standing on my bed, three or four years old, and asking Mom what "fearful symmetry" meant.

... spring semester that is!

After much dithering, I settled on a course on Romantic literature. By the end of the semester, I'd learned a about the general political and social climate of the time, become acquainted with quirky intellectuals, read the works of the man my brother is named after, developed sympathy for Felicia Hemans, rolled my eyes at Byron and Shelley, and fallen a little bit in love with Keats.

Why metacoverage makes The Daily Show an exceptional source of news. Also, student-made campaign ads!

Have you ever noticed that only thing people ask you for the first two weeks of the semester is what classes you're taking?

Surviving my first add/drop period.

I wondered what literally burying my head in the sand would get me.

I took a Comparative American Studies class last semester and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. Just kidding, it was pretty neat.

The 1910s win.