Oberlin Blogs

A bit about how I ever left L.A. sunshine for Ohio and why I'm so glad I did.

For some reason, people seem obsessed by the image of cornfields. Yes, it's true that in the countryside of Lorain County there are lots of small farms, but there are no cornfields visible from the campus, no cows grazing on Tappan Square.

Okay, time to introduce myself.

My packed day of activities this weekend was a perfect example of Oberlin's environmentalism, and I'm glad there were a ton of prospective students (aka prospies) here to see them.

I'd like to use this post as an opportunity to further introduce myself (past the perfunctory greeting and awkward head shot provided by my profile).

We Oberlin students are a lucky bunch. The campus provides an impossible number of lectures, exhibits, readings, and performances, and we are burdened with the enviable luxury of bouncing around from event to event, gorging ourselves on art and music and culture until exhaustion necessitates a break.

All about Drag Ball, arguably the biggest yearly event at Oberlin.

I usually don't like bowling at all. (This might be just because I am exceptionally bad at it.) But last night, I had a good time.