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My name is EJ, and I graduated from Oberlin College in May with a degree in Creative Writing. Like 30 percent of my graduating class, I’m originally from New York City; unlike what seems like 97 percent of my class, however, I didn’t head to the city immediately after graduation. Instead, I accepted a year-long editorial fellowship at the Office of Communications, where I write stories and press releases for the website, work with student writers, and decorate my office with posters of Disney teenage heartthrobs.

When I first came to Oberlin, I never in a bagazillion years thought that I’d still be on campus after I graduated. I thought I’d get my degree, get out, and move back to New York to try to make it as a writer. I envisioned myself as a hip and tattooed twenty-two year old, working at a Blockbuster or a Starbucks or a non-profit by day and fronting an ultra-Orthodox Jewish all-girl G’n’R cover band called Guns’n’Moses by night. But four years (and zero tattoos) later, I’m still here, working an awesome 9 to 5 job, taking advantage of all Lorain County has to offer (hint: dollar beers at minor-league baseball games), and trying not to fantasize about the pork sandwiches at Banh Mi Saigon in Little Italy.

Although I’m a pretty big fan of my current job, I occasionally wax nostalgic about my days as a student, when I was so busy that I still marvel at the fact that I dressed and fed myself like a human being. During my senior year, for instance, I wrote a play, edited the arts section of The Oberlin Review, trained to be an SIC worker with the Sexco, taught poetry to sixth-graders, performed with the improv troupe Primitive Streak, and sang lead vocals in a campus rock band called Givers of Sweet Love (which was as wonderful and ridiculous as it sounds). It was the most stressed-out, over-caffeinated, under-nourished, sleep-deprived year of my life, and I wouldn’t have traded it for anything.



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10.05.11

The GREs Are: A) Stupid and Dumb, B) Dumb and Stupid, or C) All of the Above

If you have not woken up at 6:00 a.m. to take a standardized test in an industrial suburb of Cleveland before, I do not recommend doing so. It's like waking up at 6:00 a.m. to take a standardized test in an industrial suburb of Cleveland.
09.16.11

Early to Root

Or, Why I Am Not Like Matthew McConaughey.

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