Oberlin Blogs

In my last post, I talked a lot about the freedom of Winter Term, and how fun and fulfilling it can be. But I wholeheartedly believe that on the flip side of any freedom is discipline.

For real this time. Here's why I'm leaving, and why I'm coming back.

Gingerbread, ice cream, curry, yoghurt and sushi.

I have a great love for many of the people around me, but I don't do social. Reconciling those two facts is a battle that I'm not sure I'm winning.

I'll go with describing an average Thursday last semester, as that was my favorite day of the week.

Did I promise I was going to talk more about linguistics? Yes. Would I be doing this even if I hadn't promised? You couldn't stop me with a heavy blunt object, my friend.

Freshman Ben answers Prospie Ben's questions about life at Oberlin.

After three years in the cold Northeast, I needed a change.

In which I express my bountiful appreciation for this little thing called Winter Term.

I didn't grab no shoes or nothin' Jesus. I rayan for my life. (All the way to New York.)

Cactus versus weed.

Everyone has an opinion and so do I.