Im starting to love Reed and i havent even visited the campus! The application is due in a few days and I CANT WAIT to finish. After I’m done, I just gotta hope for the best. Any opinions on the school itself? How did you enjoy (are you enjoying) your time at Reed?
My parents met at Reed in the '60s. I’ve only visited the campus once, a few years ago. it was beautiful and I know that Portland is a great city to be young in.
My mom says of Reed in the 60’s that it was full of a lot of very smart, very messed up people.
Good luck - hope you get in!
Twiddle
Hi, I’m going to Reed right now… well, not THIS INSTANT, this instant I’m in Spokane with my parents, but yes. Reed. Love it. Love it, love it, love it. I’m currently a sophomore, I’m a house advisor (like a resident assistant), psychology major, have done some theater there. Have you heard about Paideia? And Renn Fayre? And the Hum Play? It’s a great place. Best of luck to you, I hope you get that confetti-filled envelope, and soon.
The only other Reedie I know of on here is OldShellhead (or words to that effect), but she doesn’t post much.
Don’t forget that famous Reedie, Barry Hansen(Dr. Demento).
I really, really wanted to go there, but it was too expensive. I think it’s a really good school, but, when I was mentioning it to others during my college search, they had no idea what I was talking about.
Dr. Demento, and also Pucci! Steve Jobs is probably the most famous Reedie, although he didn’t graduate.
It is damn expensive, but about half the students if not more are on financial aid of some sort.
It’s true that it’s not a very well known school, especially because the administration is not always forthcoming with statistics for Princeton-Review style organizations.
Does anyone want to look over my common app essay to where it is now? I really dont know if i want to continue going on this one, but since I am on the break, i cant find anyone that i trust with giving me constructive criticism. I am not asking you to write it, just read it over and see if it is going in the right direction.
thanks,
culov
Well, I’m actually a Reed alumnus, believe it or not. I graduated this last May, having written my Political Science thesis on a bunch of technical/legal BS related to the North American Free Trade Agreement.
Reed is quite simply one of the most unique places on earth, and attending the school is an experience quite unlike anything I’ve ever been fortunate enough to be a part of. It’s not a cakewalk, by any means-- I’ve never before been confronted by the kind of rarefied intellectual air present at Reed, and the social scene can become stressfully claustrophobic (if you actually socialize with your classmates, which seems to be a rarer and rarer choice every year). However, even with the massive stress Reed can (and did) cause, it’s a choice I haven’t regretted for a single second. In fact, if I had the choice to do it all again right now, I’d probably sell my left nut in order to afford the first tuition payment. I really can’t think of a higher compliment to pay the place, actually. (I’d be a religion major, though, and write about the Mayan calendar.)
In response to your OP, culov, I wish you all the luck in the world with your application, and I have total confidence you’ll be recieving your confetti-filled acceptance letter in a few months. Oh, and if you can swing it, try and schedule a tour over the first weekend in May. (It’s Renn Fayre- you’ll never leave. Seriously.) Anyway, I’ll see y’all at Renn Fayre-- I’ll be the really plastered one.
Moose
(Pope, Reed College, 2001-03)
PS: I also appreciate the fact that Reedies know how to have a good time… I’ve seen more bizzare, wierd, whacked-out stuff from those kids than anyone I’ve ever met. Burning trucks, tricked-out chopper bikes, thousands of dollars worth of illegal fireworks, garbage bags filled with hydrogen and imploded on the front lawn, drunkenness, debauchery, mayhem-- and this was just one sunny Saturday afternoon. Things just got better after the sun went down. Our friends still talk about that one.
JESUS! THE POPE! You’re that Moose!? Congrats, man, you’re legend. Don’t think we ever met, although I may have poured champagne on you.