For the first time in my two years at Hopkins, I have a job on-campus. I work as a student monitor, which means I get to sit in various dorms around campus during my shift and make sure that all the facilities are running smoothly.

Having a job on campus has taught me a lot more than I expected, to be honest. Since I’m working 16 hours a week, having to readjust my schedule to work around those hours that can’t reliably be allotted for homework was a bit of a learning curve. Now that I’m accustomed to it though, it’s taught me how to better manage my time and be a more efficient worker. Being paid is also nice. It’s really nice. Money is great.

One of the more unexpected side effects of this job is the position of nostalgia it’s put me in. As a junior, I’m finally living off campus and can consider myself a bona-fide “upperclassman.” This means nothing; I’m convinced growing up is all just a lie because I do not feel like an adult. On the flip side though, being able to sit at these monitor desks in the AMRs, McCoy, and Charles Commons has given me a lot of perspective on how I’ve matured throughout my time at Hopkins. When I see the freshmen or sophomores going about coming home from late nights in the library, getting excited for a night out, or just talking about their days, I can remember what it was like to be in their shoes like it was yesterday. Freshman year just doesn’t feel like 2 years ago.

I’ve touched on this before, but time really warps in college. The same things that feel like they just happened yesterday can also feel like they happened a forever ago. I guess what I’m trying to get at here is that you should make every moment at Hopkins count, and that having a job isn’t so bad after all.