I called my sister on Thursday to explain the situation. “Okay, listen Felicia, I feel really terrible about this, but I have a ton of work to do this weekend so if you still want to visit, it’s not going to be that great. I want to take you to the Inner Harbor and Fell’s Point, but I really don’t know if we’re going to have time.”

“That’s fine! I have a ten page paper to write anyway, I just want to see you and get out of my dorm!”

So it was settled. My sister bought her train ticket from Washington D.C. to Baltimore, and she was on her way. On Friday night, I took the shuttle over to Penn Station to pick her up, and I can honestly say that I have never missed a human being in my life as much as I’ve missed my sisters. Even though the reunion wasn’t full (we were missing Emily, it would have to suffice until Thanksgiving).


Too happy to be picking up my sister in 20 degree weather? I don’t think so.

On paper, Felicia and I couldn’t look any more different, and we often joke that we wouldn’t be friends if we weren’t sisters, but we totally would be. Felicia is a freshman International Relations major focusing on environmental sustainability at American University in Washington D.C. and I’m studying Chemical and Biomolecular Engineering. Felicia loves history and avoids math at all costs, and I’m planning on taking math classes whenever I get the chance. Felicia is six feet tall, loves fashion, and lives for girly skirts and nail polish. I’m five foot five and when I find a pair of jeans I like, I wear them until I can’t wear them anymore and then I repurchase the same pair. I guess we have the nail polish thing in common, but that seems to be about it.

On Saturday, I brought Felicia to my favorite breakfast spot, Chocolatea, and then we hunkered down in Brody for the rest of the day so she could write her paper and I could start my problem sets for the week. Perhaps the view from Brody isn’t the most exciting view of Baltimore and all it has to offer, but sometimes, you do what you have to do, and we were both in desperate need of some study time.


Signature iced chocolatea, cinammon spice hot chocolate, and my best friend.

I had been able to move her in to her dorm at the end of August, but since I was the last of three to move in (yes, I’m a triplet), she hadn’t been able to see my school or where I was living. I was finally showing one of my best friends what my life had been like for the past three months. She got to see my dorm decor and I gave her the grand tour (the UTL, Gilman, Wyman Quad, and MSE).


She freaked out when she found out the lights turn on as you walk down the aisles.

Before Felicia left on Sunday morning, we got to catch up a little. I think I’ve mellowed out considerably since August. I’m in the right place with the right people, and I think she noticed that. I love my friends and my classes; I love the independence and the adventures and now I can’t wait to visit both of my sisters at their schools to see if they feel the same way.

With Thanksgiving fast approaching, I think it’s only appropriate for me to say how truly thankful I am to be at Hopkins. I could not be more thankful for the friends I’ve made through SAAB, Peabody, and Homewood, and I think I’m truly beginning to understand why people say that college will be the best four years of my life.


Even Felicia is forever a blue jay with her Hopkins pennant next to her bed!