Update about college time?
Oberlin
I love Oberlin. Oberlin is the best college I could have possibly gone to. I love (almost) everyone in my dorm. My first night of orientation was uneventful, but the second night my friend Matt decided a trip to the reservoir was in order. The reservoir isn't really a reservoir, but it is a large lake in Oberlin. To get to the reservoir, you need to pass this random stone tower called the Arb. We went with about 25 other people we convinced to go, and everything past the stone tower was incredibly dark and it was really hard to see. When we found the reservoir, we saw the sign in front of it: "$100 fine for swimming in lake." Fuck yeah. About 10 people jumped in. Then the cops showed.
Bad, as I'm only in my underwear.
I ran for about a minute before putting my clothing on. We all went back to our dorm, Dascomb, before deciding to go to the sco, the club here in Oberlin. There I saw Alex, who I ended up spending all night with. Later, when walked out of our dorm with numerous blankets, no one else was in the lounge. He was the only one still awake. We stayed in the park, and it was fucking cold.
Oberlin is really cold at night. Everyone here makes fun of me for thinking it's constantly fucking freezing.
Oberlin is like a sovereign nation. You can do anything you want here. United States drug laws? Don't apply. Drinking age? Never heard of it.
So I'm pretty happy =) I really like the people I've met here. I'm not super close to anyone, but there are lots of people I'm completely comfortable spending time with. I was called outgoing by someone, which is completely new to me because I always thought I was pretty standoffish. I don't know. I think being in Ohio makes me friendlier.
So many different things have happened the past two weeks that it's hard to remember it all. My classes are good, but nothing incredibly exciting.
I've gotten a lot of late night pizza, spent the night in Tappan Square (the park) twice, has an awesome time in North Quad one night, spent a lot of time in the sun at Wilder Bowl, hardly slept at all, had too much of everything, had my roommate wonder where I was all night quite a few times, heard shitloads more music than I thought I would (almost everyone here plays an instrument well/amazingly well), and I've hardly done any homework.
I like it here.
I love Oberlin. Oberlin is the best college I could have possibly gone to. I love (almost) everyone in my dorm. My first night of orientation was uneventful, but the second night my friend Matt decided a trip to the reservoir was in order. The reservoir isn't really a reservoir, but it is a large lake in Oberlin. To get to the reservoir, you need to pass this random stone tower called the Arb. We went with about 25 other people we convinced to go, and everything past the stone tower was incredibly dark and it was really hard to see. When we found the reservoir, we saw the sign in front of it: "$100 fine for swimming in lake." Fuck yeah. About 10 people jumped in. Then the cops showed.
Bad, as I'm only in my underwear.
I ran for about a minute before putting my clothing on. We all went back to our dorm, Dascomb, before deciding to go to the sco, the club here in Oberlin. There I saw Alex, who I ended up spending all night with. Later, when walked out of our dorm with numerous blankets, no one else was in the lounge. He was the only one still awake. We stayed in the park, and it was fucking cold.
Oberlin is really cold at night. Everyone here makes fun of me for thinking it's constantly fucking freezing.
Oberlin is like a sovereign nation. You can do anything you want here. United States drug laws? Don't apply. Drinking age? Never heard of it.
So I'm pretty happy =) I really like the people I've met here. I'm not super close to anyone, but there are lots of people I'm completely comfortable spending time with. I was called outgoing by someone, which is completely new to me because I always thought I was pretty standoffish. I don't know. I think being in Ohio makes me friendlier.
So many different things have happened the past two weeks that it's hard to remember it all. My classes are good, but nothing incredibly exciting.
I've gotten a lot of late night pizza, spent the night in Tappan Square (the park) twice, has an awesome time in North Quad one night, spent a lot of time in the sun at Wilder Bowl, hardly slept at all, had too much of everything, had my roommate wonder where I was all night quite a few times, heard shitloads more music than I thought I would (almost everyone here plays an instrument well/amazingly well), and I've hardly done any homework.
I like it here.