{ Hello }

Hi everyone! My name is Paris Lorraine Achenbach and no, I am not from France, and yes, my parents accidentally gave me the most European-sounding name in existence. I’m actually from Washington, DC, which I will forever argue is the best city in the world (watch out, New Yorkers -- my pride will rival yours!), and where I went to an always-exciting DCPS school known as Wilson High. Now I’m a senior here at Oberlin College, studying geology and, less extensively, environmental studies, politics, English, and piano. "Why are you studying rocks?" you are probably wondering; to which I respond, Hey dude, geology is not the study of rocks, it’s the study of the Earth! That includes things like volcanoes, fossils, the evolution of life, coral reefs, and environmental issues surrounding resources and fracking and the mining industry. Basically, if you’re interested in everything from physics to biology to human’s impact on the Earth, such as I, and you love being outdoors, such as I, then geology is your jam!

I do more than just geek out over rocks and cool fossils, though. I’m a compulsive documenter of things, and carry around notebooks and cameras everywhere. It’s kind of a disease; I can’t stop myself from writing every day, for either my blog, my journal, or just for my tiny notebook that holds to-do lists, book ideas and quotes. My parents are definitely the ones to blame for my documenting obsessions — they’re both writers, having met in Miami as young journalists (back when newspapers were making money… but don’t get me started on the demise of print media!). Growing up, my dad would always instruct me to “put my hands on the keyboard” and write every day. Our conversations would go something like this:

Dad: "I think you should write about your life. "(or something to that extent)

Me: "Why??! Who would I be writing for, Dad? Who cares about what I have to say?" etc.

Dad: "Paris, you write for the ages, for the Gods, for literature, and don’t worry about market or audience. Just write. Hands on keyboard. Go."

And so forth. Apparently, somewhere deep down I actually did listen to my parents’ advice, because here I am, writing for you people on an Oberlin blog. You can be my Gods, if you will. I will present to you stories, photos, theories, and much blabber on the way I view things. Welcome to my world.

{ Entries }


The Challenges of Senior Year

I started this post a few weeks ago and never finished it 'til now, a few days after graduation. In retrospect I may not have been so angst-y, but alas, it reflects a certain side of myself that I can't hide. Speaking of the self...

Downtown Oberlin

A tour of my top (mostly food) destinations. Hope you're hungry.

Before it's too late...

Or, an open letter to my professors, old and new, on how they've changed my life.

Spring? What is that?

Including photos of snow and studious students, but alas, no spring.

A not-so-typical Monday in Oberlin

Marching forth on the fourth of March, for a cause that goes beyond Oberlin

Wait, what? You have rock climbers in Ohio...?!

Includes lots and lots of photos. Get ready.

On Photography, Discipline, and the Lessons of Winter Term

In my last post, I talked a lot about the freedom of Winter Term, and how fun and fulfilling it can be. But I wholeheartedly believe that on the flip side of any freedom is discipline.

What's up, Arizona?

In which I express my bountiful appreciation for this little thing called Winter Term.

So, you want to hear about my "easiest" class in college?

Hint: It's two credits. Hint: It's in the Conservatory. Confession: It's not easy at all.

Coffee for life? I'll drink to that

Including scientific studies on the effects of coffee; smart Obies; and my top seven coffee shops in the world.

Ah, the woes of a college student on break...

And by woes I mean mostly wins.

OOO Snap! Here's to Ohio, Obama, and Oberlin College

What happens on election day in a small college town in Ohio?

What do Oberlin, University of Michigan, and Williams College all have in common?

Perhaps more than you might think.

Fall in[to] My Blog!

I promise this is the worst pun I will make. For now.

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