Oberlin Blogs

On Senior Week, graduating, and facing my future.

On dating at Oberlin, the agony and ecstasy of relationships, why I hate summer, and love. Stupid, horrible, crazy love.

The end of the year is always a time for reflecting on what you've accomplished. Having alumni salute you for it makes those feelings all the more meaningful.

The thing is, I know there are more people out there than the ones I see around all the time.

Dear Oberlin, please come back. Love, Abby

I'm trying to legitimize my urge to play with my food, take photos, and make movies. I think my film is a good start in that direction.

Four shows over two days is a big ole exhausting run, but we got the show down to an art form. It was gorgeous. (Many pictures for your enjoyment inside!)

I gave my first impressions of my classes at the beginning of the semester, but I never really came back and described them more fully. So now I'm going to give a more detailed view of what I've been up to.

When we last left our fearless hero, he was waist-deep in a vat of vegan Jell-O. But a far more formidable challenge loomed - organizing the prom...

weekends = brunch. brunch = love. and brunch + love? perfect.

Famous Oberlin Alums to make your parents go "Ooh!"

Now, I even dream about research. And I mean that quite literally.