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Two weeks ago, I had one of the strangest experiences of my life.

I was eating lunch with friends at the FFC. Sometime in our conversation, and after multiple bowls of ice cream, someone asked if I was going back to the library. I responded with “No, I think I’m just going to go home.”


It amazes me just how quickly Johns Hopkins University has replaced my former definition of home. I’ve lived in the same city, on the same street, and in the same house, for the past 18 years of my life. Yet it only took two weeks for my tiny, air-conditioned room in Wolman to become my home, and for the amazing people I’ve met here to become my family.

Before I arrived on campus, I, like all other freshman, was incredibly nervous. Would I make friends? Would I do well in school? Would scheduling myself 10 minutes to get from Bloomberg to Maryland for class every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday be a disaster?

However, once I arrived on campus, everything became so much simpler. After unloading my things into big cardboard bins with the help of the move-in volunteers (Embarrassing fun fact: I filled up THREE of these bins), I made my corner of the room change from empty and bare to vibrant and cozy. Within an hour, I was making new friends, as the day went by in a flurry of “Hi! What’s your name? Where are you from? What’s your major?”


Views from the top of the Varsity

Since I’ve arrived, I’ve joined clubs (like Hopkins Interactive!), started classes, learned to do my own laundry, and started training as a member of the Varsity Swim Team. Every day is so busy, yet so fulfilling. Whether it is hanging out with my team in the library, trekking to Hampden to eat ice cream at the Charmery, or taking study breaks to try every drink at the Daily Grind (highly recommend the Jitter Machine), there is always something to do.

4 shots of espresso and mocha - pure heaven

4 shots of espresso and mocha – pure heaven

And sure, the walk from Bloomberg to Maryland in 10 minutes is a bit rough, but I’ve learned my Calculus class doesn’t care if I’m a couple minutes late. I am so happy with my decision to come to Hopkins, and if the next four years are as great as the past four weeks have been, I know I have a lot to look forward to.