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FAQ

On Saturday, I head back to Baltimore for my junior year.

Mmhm, that’s right. I, five-foot-two, polka dot-wearing, Disney-loving JHU_Emily am going to be a big shot, upperclassman on campus.

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a photo from this past summer, accurately depicting me as an ~adult~

It’s probably just as weird to read those words as it is to type them.

It seems like I was just headed down to Hopkins for the first time, unsure what to expect from classes or my room in Wolman or really any part of college life.

But alas, here I am two years, four semesters, and many cups of coffee later packing up to move into my big girl, off-campus apartment and pinning ~easy cheap dinners~ to my Pinterest board devoted to things that I’ll be able to cook.

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my pinterest boards are all appropriately named.

Thus far, my experience at Hopkins has been divided into three distinct phases.

The first is Fake-Fake Adulthood, known to most as Freshman Year.

Fake-Fake Adulthood is comprised of on-campus residence halls, required dining plans, and the first-ever glimmers of independence, with the safety net of RA’s and a built-in community of fellow eighteen-year-olds eager to experience life without mom & dad for the first time.

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a photo of me and my friend Sarah from the first week of classes freshman fall

Sophomore year/ Fake Adulthood is next, with housing options that more closely resemble apartments, the opportunity to go without a dining plan, and more challenging/ major-specific classes, all inching toward the year to come.

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me and my friend Erik post-Orgo, sophomore fall

Junior Year: The Oh-My-God I’m Old Year

Most people move off-campus or get positions as RA’s and are responsible for feeding themselves for the first time and paying rent, on top of some of the most challenging classes for each major and worries about internships/ MCATs/ GREs/ post college life.

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my junior fall, as of right now.

I don’t know what to think about the year ahead, as I am equal parts terrified and excited.

Will I survive SBE? Remember to pay my utilities? Hopefully not have another toaster oven catch fire in my presence?

Maybe. Hopefully. Probably.

Smell ya soon, Bmore!

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tbh the library looks a lot better with flowers in front of it