I firmly believe that out of the infinite set of numbers that exist, 10 is my favorite one. It’s the base of the SI unit system, the number of appendages on our hands and feet, and I was born on the 10th. (Okay, so maybe I’m a little biased.)
But most importantly, it’s been 10 weeks since I’ve come to Hopkins, and ever since stepping off that plane in Washington D.C., sleep deprived, my life has forever changed.
While driving from the airport to Hopkins, we crossed the border into Maryland, my new home state for the next four years:
Little did I know the whirlwind of activities that would soon ensue when I passed that sign. Within a few days of moving in, classes started, clubs’ flyers were posted, and new friends were made left and right. In the midst of all this flurry, I found it refreshing to stop and appreciate the little things, like this upside down sign placed randomly outside of my residence hall, Wolman Hall:
As I started to ease into college life, though, I learned that the best way to make friends is to just take a leap of faith and talk, whether it’s the person living next to you on your floor, sitting in front of you in your 9 AM lecture, or even just someone wearing a really snazzy T-shirt. Everyone comes from different walks of life, and a simple “Hi!” opens up so many doors.
Below is a picture of a ramen party that my suite held by inviting more and more people until our hall was packed to the brim:
Making new friends soon transformed into making new study groups, as the first set of midterms loomed in the distance. For my Organic Chemistry class, my friends and I rented a room in Brody Learning Commons (our library) and practiced problems like there was no tomorrow on the whiteboard walls:
Hoptoberfest, a week long celebration of fall, was right around the corner when our first midterm ended! One of the activities was a pumpkin patch where we could pick and decorate tiny pumpkins with markers. Naturally, we wrote about the spookiest things at Hopkins:
Midterms came and passed, and slowly but surely, time passed as well. Before we knew it, Fall Break had arrived. Many of my friends had gone home during this time; however, I stayed at Hopkins. To celebrate the end of our second round of midterms, my friend Julia L. ’22 and I went to the Sculpture Garden of the Baltimore Museum of Art and paid homage to the wonderful art! After all, imitation is the highest form of flattery.
Fall Break zipped by far too fast, unfortunately, and soon, it was time to get back into the swing of things.
Last but not least, however, Halloween soon arrived! Many restaurants in the neighborhood of Hopkins become festive for Halloween, and what better way to celebrate than with food? One restaurant, PekoPeko, offers a limited-edition Halloween Honey Toast, which consists of a fluffy piece of bread topped with chocolate ice cream, drizzled with honey, and adorned with candy:
Though ten weeks will soon seem like a blink of an eye in the future, the places I’ve been, the people I’ve met, and the experiences I’ve had have made them memorable. I can’t wait to see what the future holds in store.