Two weeks ago I was in the middle of my last freshman year final. The last five minutes of the exam I just starred at the thick packet of paper. I had just finished pages and pages of problems, from galvanic cells to crystal field theory. In a few short months I’d learned more in one class than I had in many years of high school.
In August I came to this school visualizing the brain as a lump of soggy grey mush. Now I know it to be specific gyri and sulci, different Brodmann areas, dorsal and ventral streams. To be honest though, I knew that at a school like Johns Hopkins I would be learning more than I imagined possible. What really surprised me was how much I learned outside of class.
It seems like from day one, I had friends who were supporting me. Wilson, the house I was so luckily placed in in AMR I, welcomed me with open arms. My RA, Jorge, baked cakes for each of our birthdays, helped teach us the confusing Baltimore public transportation, and hugged us when we were down. Whenever I was feeling homesick, one of my friends would tell some sort of crazy story to make me laugh. AMR I Wilson house will forever be my favorite.
In addition to the support I received from my classmates, I was blown away by how much the professors and faculty actually cared about their students. This year my professors patiently answered all my questions, gave me interesting books to read, and even helped me find a lab position. I owe the majority of my success this year to the support of my teachers.
Tomorrow, I’m heading back to Baltimore to take Organic Chemistry. Everyone I have told about my plan has showed their utter revulsion with the thought of taking arguably one of the most difficult pre-med courses over the summer. But I’m looking forward to being in the reading room, laying out on the beach, and trying to cook with my awesome roommate Julia. Thanks Hopkins for an amazing year, I cannot wait to spend the next three years here.