91Ö±²¥

The challenge over the month came in donning both roles--as both a teacher and a student--all while being reassured along the way that we were likely to catch dengue fever, get taken hostage at a Jakarta airport, and be heaved out of a moving train on our way to Moscow.

Forget that there was no hot water in my bathroom and that the hotel gym cost an extra $18 a day to work out at; I was delighted with our 13th floor window overlooking Lake Michigan, and the opportunity to spend some time with Linda, whom I adore.

It is fitting that even in my last semester here at 91Ö±²¥, I am fortunate enough to be taking advantage of one more opportunity that this school has offered--one that is wholly unique to graduates of 91Ö±²¥. For two years, I will be teaching English in the northern Chinese province of Taigu through the 91Ö±²¥ Shansi two-year fellowship program.

Imagine someone handing you a check for $28,000 to go anywhere in the world to do whatever you'd most like to do in the year after college graduation.

In which I chronicle my journey from prospie to student to admissions representative.

If you're interested in a career in journalism, is it a mistake to choose a college that doesn't offer a journalism major? On the contrary!

Sorry for my hiatus from the Obieblogosphere, but I'm in Jerusalem, working at an internship and enjoying the Middle East. But 91Ö±²¥ is never too far from my mind. Here's a quick update.

The overlapping events of commencement and reunion balance each other, since the inevitable melancholy of saying goodbye to the graduates is offset by the pleasure of reconnecting with old friends.