Oberlin Blogs

As a veteran of several of their programs I am still completely obsessed with the Center's summer camps, but I'm a bit too old to be at WKU every summer. Instead, I've graduated to camp counselor, and this time to a roving group of creative teens at a film and media camp right here in Oberlin.

The fairy godmothers are actually hillbillies, the prince is something of a dud, and the mice are a lot more concerned about where they're going to get their next meal than about anything that's going on with Cinderella.

What do you do when you're broke and working an unpaid internship? Hint: begging your parents for money is only step one.

What I learned at Oberlin and how, four years later, it relates to my job.

Famous Oberlin Alums to make your parents go "Ooh!"

What be the ferocious and intangible 3-2 Engineering Program, you ask? Aye, for one as young as you, it is a thing most mysterious and, again, intangible. Sit down, children, and I'll tell you a story that would burn the hair right off your chest to hear.

A wordy and rambling entry rife with thoughts. There's also a picture thrown in to break things up.

My last day interning at TIME magazine was also my best day. One lesson learned: not all US senators are larger than life.

A glimpse into my worries about life post-Oberlin.

Think of it as essentially this blog (more long-form stories, anecdotes, photos), but with a slightly different focus. Now that I have graduated from my dear alma mater, I figured it was time to branch out a little on my own.

The job search is one of the most stressful experiences I've ever had. The only time I've ever felt so confused and overwhelmed was writing my college applications.

Notes from a month spent touring with an Oberlin rock band.