Oberlin Blogs

Then, abruptly, the year ended. Everyone went home.

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

The last week of my first year at college--sniff!--went by far too quickly in a blur of studying and packing. There were last hurrahs with friends and final exams. And then, quite suddenly, everything was over.

A few more I LOVE OBERLIN moments.

In this post: skunks, skunk orgies, band names unbecoming of Baroque ensembles, indescribable smells, the philosophy of Eeyore, the curse of the Obie, and much, much more.

Is it overload, or are Oberlin students just that driven?

Sadly, this post is not about nudity, but about the Oberlin Apparel Design Challenge. Is that enough of a consolation prize?

Times in recent memory where my brain has screamed I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW LUCKY I AM TO GO HERE

Some advice from a student who wished she could have visited Oberlin during All Roads and has subsequently enjoyed every All Roads since follows here.

Before college, I never danced. Now, I dance all the time. What could possibly be responsible for this 180° change‽

I started out this semester with the idea that I would declare Biology or Engineering as my major and get cracking on the classes I needed to fulfill the major requirements. This was to be my buckling down semester, full of sciences and maths of various shapes and flavors.

As part Oberlin public relations obsessor, part awesome big sister, I made beautiful detailed schedules that kept Ben busy and experiencing all the best things Oberlin had going on this weekend.