Oberlin Blogs

We're almost out of water and electricity.

First choice plain, second choice honey nut.

What need I with pants?

Orientation is a tidal wave of emotions interspersed with much shaking of hands and regurgitation of well-rehearsed soundbites ("Hi, I'm Simba. It's so nice to meet you. Where are you from?"). It was hands down the most fun part of the semester — they don't even tell you that you will have to go to class for the rest of your college career.

With some pretty provocative pictures inside...

True Life: I'm in the Bay Area for Winter Term.

Designing your own winter term project is an exciting thing. You get a kind of freedom of form and topic in these projects that traditional semesters don't often offer. It can also be, in execution, a bit terrifying.

Beer brewing, apocalyptic prophecies, Creed covers, Picassos, lasers, and of course, the Punch Brothers. A summary of my fall semester. Also, I apologize for the gross R. Kelly reference in the title. I don't know any better.

~ dispatches from the last week ~

The last few weeks of the semester are always incredibly full with people working on final projects, last ExCo or club performances, studying their brains out, and attending study breaks to cram their brains back into their skulls.

boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away, beatin like a drum and it's comin your way, can't you hear that boom badoom boom boom badoom boom boom badoom boom bass, boom badoom boom boom badoom boom he got that super bass

Final exams are upon us here at Oberlin College, which means I have acquired a fresh contingent of acquaintances. They are called Memorization and More Memorization, and, to use an American expression, we've gotten super-duper close lately.