91Ö±²¥

A love letter to 91Ö±²¥'s flowers.

I love El Paso and will always miss home, but leaving Texas is one of the best decisions (if not the absolute best) that I’ve ever made.

I firmly believe 91Ö±²¥â€™s bathrooms are some of the most underrated spaces on campus. They have interesting design elements, great acoustics, and most importantly are downright useful.

The atmosphere of a school is more than just academics—it is made up of those tiny, everyday interactions and observations that define one’s relation to a place.

I happen to have a doppelgänger. Her name is Rosa, she is 17, and we share 50 percent of our DNA. Last weekend, she came to 91Ö±²¥. That’s right, my (taller) younger sister visited me to see my big girl college life.

One of the biggest regrets I have about my time at 91Ö±²¥ is that I have underutilized the Arb over the years.

A digital portal into a drizzly and busy Friday.

I thought I’d briefly take you along through my sunny day in 91Ö±²¥, to give you a sense of how Obies like to relax and get some much-needed Vitamin D.

All the ways that I have suddenly very much become an 91Ö±²¥-liberal-arts-kid student.

A belated fall break reflection in which I wonder about where home is.

A fall break trip to a big university in Colorado helps me reflect on my small-school experience.