Oberlin Blogs

The end of sophomore year brought the stress of finals, but also the fun of commencement week and parties at professors' houses.

Spring means life in the fast lane for faculty as well as students.

I received a request to elaborate on my experience going from a big, urban California environment to Oberlin, Ohio...so here goes!

Find out more about the catch phrase sweeping campus.

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

I guess I'll introduce myself, too. But I hate long walks on the beach.

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.

I somehow missed this in the Washington Post on Saturday, but it's exciting: Our own Marvin Krislov, Oberlin College's president, wrote an op-ed about voting rights for students.

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.