So who is staying on campus for winter term?
November 12th, 8pm, The Cat in the Cream.
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Every thirty seconds, a child dies of Malaria. More than half of these deaths could be prevented simply by sleeping under the protection of a bed net, yet fewer than 5 percent of African children have the means to do so. With that in mind, help us raise money to purchase bed nets to protect African children against malaria.
More importantly, have you heard of National Novel Writing Month?
What is National Novel Writing Month? Here's a more lengthy and official explanation, but basically NaNoWriMo is a huge event where anyone who's ever dreamed of being a novelist (or is just up for a good challenge) can try to write 50,000 words of a novel during the month of November.
From the NaNo website's FAQ:
Why are you doing this? What do you get out of it?
NaNoWriMo is all about the magical power of deadlines. Give someone a goal and a goal-minded community and miracles are bound to happen. Pies will be eaten at amazing rates. Alfalfa will be harvested like never before. And novels will be written in a month.
Part of the reason we organize NaNoWriMo is just to get a book written. We love the fringe benefits accrued to novelists. For one month out of the year, we can stew and storm, and make a huge mess of our apartments and drink lots of coffee at odd hours. And we can do all of these things loudly, in front of people. As satisfying as it is to reach deep within yourself and pull out an unexpectedly passable work of art, it is equally (if not more) satisfying to be able to dramatize the process at social gatherings.
But that artsy drama window is woefully short. The other reason we do NaNoWriMo is because the glow from making big, messy art, and watching others make big, messy art, lasts for a long, long time. The act of sustained creation does bizarre, wonderful things to you. It changes the way you read. And changes, a little bit, your sense of self. We like that.
So join in! After all, what could it hurt? (Aside from your GPA, that is....)
We've got a facebook group going here, if anyone wants to join in the novel writing fun. NaNoberlin 2006
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Politely, yet firmly: No. They speak of dark vs. rosy glasses? Your shades are broken. Thanks for the vindictiveness, though, it really helps place how rational your view is.
1. I'm really sorry you apparently took lousy classes with lousy people. However, that isn't the norm. At all. My freshman seminar- not so great. My 20th Century Poetry class? Amazing. Professors actually do challenge you to think. People do their work during the week. We do our papers, we care about our topics, we get wrapped up in whatever the hell we're looking at. Or sometimes, we get swallowed up by something else entirely. You find things and people you love here. And they're smart.
2. If you desire to hang with the very small coke crew or the hipsters, so be it. But the majority aren't elitists. They're normal people, some weirder, some more focused. But jeez. We aren't a den of crackheads and party junkies.
Yes, the hippies do rock. Without weed. Harkies are more passionate than almost any other group, they're lefties, they actually care.
3. Chanting in the Arb is a fun thing to do... So is singing in the stone circle there.
My first time there, I saw three people sitting by the lake, one blindfolded. The other two were lighting small, floating candles and setting them on the water. After they'd lit 20, they unwrapped the blindfold and sang Happy Birthday. It was great.
During finals, the climbing wall crew rapelled naked off the library walls. Some people put up Mario boxes, about the size of large tvs, up on the trees. Kids ride around on double and triple decker bikes, they hula-hoop on the lawn, they play till their fingers bleed, they get high off their ass and sing old 90's songs, they go to protests, they go to N'Orleans, they work, sing, yell, act.
You haven't made a mistake by coming here. I promise.