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Is Baltimore romantic? Perhaps not in the same way Paris is, but there are still soft, rosy moments that can make your heart skip a beat.
Freshman year at Hopkins: something I’d dreamed of saying all throughout high school. When it finally became real, I was thrilled: ready to dive into challenging classes, live in a dorm and experience college in the way I’d always imagined. But after a tough first week, things didn’t get easier. Week after week, I found myself struggling, more than I ever expected.
College is a transformative time in many people’s lives, and a major aspect of this experience is the people you meet and befriend. However, making friends can seem intimidating when you first step on campus. While there is no single “right” way to go about making friends, here are some things to keep in mind to help you as you begin this chapter of your life.
Even though I meet the basic requirement to give roommate advice by having lived with one (second floor, AMR II), I hesitate to provide a numbered list on how to be a good one. There are generalized tips to follow that are abundantly provided on the internet, and living with roommates is a dynamic setting that requires adjusting. Having one roommate requires different behavior than having two, albeit some common themes. So to reach the universal, I’ll try to offer my particular. Take whatever lesson or detail that feels appealing. And since I love the epistolary format:
For a while during my first semester of college, I could not separate Mondays from Tuesdays, Tuesdays from Wednesdays, Wednesdays from Thursdays and so on. My days were a blur of class, some form of lunch from Charles Street Market, studying, dinner and then more studying until midnight at minimum.
When I first moved to Baltimore, I began to notice the city’s street art but initially reduced it to vandalism — a trademark of crime I had become accustomed to in Chicago. I failed to recognize street art as anything beyond the illegal placement of spray paint. I had never grasped the weight it carried in the past nor the possibilities it could hold for the future. I never expected my perceived symbol of crime to become a window to understand and appreciate culture.
Out of the one or two things I learned about college, probably none of them prepared me for the unique obstacles that international students face. Just because I had to figure everything out alone doesn’t mean you have to. So, here are a couple of things I learned.
Buse:
Transitioning to college and beginning that “new college chapter” can seem daunting, especially for those unfamiliar with the University’s surrounding areas. Hopkins is nestled between Charles Village and Hampden, two bustling and charming Baltimore neighborhoods. With such a convenient and lively atmosphere comes an assortment of essentials to ensure your Hopkins experience is safe and worthwhile.
I was sitting in my research lab meeting the other week when my principal investigator (PI) looked over at my phone and saw a little plastic baby cherub peeking over my camera. In his eyes, I saw a silent What the hell is that? as I stifled my laughter.
Has anyone ever told you that you need to be an extrovert or outgoing to join a club? Well, I’m here to bust that myth — not with the overused phrase “there’s a place for everyone,” because let’s be honest: life is truly not that black and white. The pressure to define yourself in clear-cut terms can be daunting, to fit yourself in one specific box and feel the need to stay there because you’re afraid of the change that may come from exploring a new part of yourself. I know, because I’ve been there. I thought that freshman year would define me, but over the course of my three years, I’ve learned just how much room there is to grow.
The Sparrows Point Steel Mill, once the largest in the world, was a Baltimore institution that shaped workers’ unions, housing and cultural dynamics in the city for more than 100 years, from 1887 until its final closing in 2012.
Chances are, unless you’re from a major city, you’re not very familiar with public transportation. America is famously car-centric, with limited infrastructure to support or expand alternative transit options. Growing up in lovely New Jersey, I too had minimal experience with public transportation, but after moving to Baltimore, I’ve learned to navigate and appreciate it. Whether you’re heading out of Homewood to pursue advanced work, or to let loose and have fun in the city, we Hopkins students are afforded a breadth of opportunities and access to a vast network of buses and trains.
Hello, and the warmest of welcomes to all incoming Hopkins students. My name is Joseph Rainbolt, and I am a junior here at Hopkins from Jacksonville, Fla. I am a pre-med Public Health Studies major with a Spanish for the Professions minor. Congratulations on your acceptance to Hopkins! On behalf of the student body, we're thrilled to have you.
When I first moved to Baltimore, I didn’t know where anything was, let alone where to eat. Slowly, through a mix of recommendations, trial and error, and post-midterm cravings, I found a few spots that stuck. Although these might not make up a definitive guide to the city, they've been places I’ve personally enjoyed and keep going back to.
Telling people you major in Writing Seminars and English is kind of like confiding a shameful secret to a complete stranger, like introducing yourself by saying, “Hi, I park diagonally in the garage since my spouse left me.” The other person isn’t convinced you’re making what they would consider a good life decision, but they can’t express outright disapproval either.
An often overlooked yet essential part of the college transition is meal prep. In a new environment with new ingredients and equipment, cooking can feel daunting. Here are some easy dorm recipes to get you started.
You’ve just arrived at Hopkins, a place where you’ll likely be spending your next four (or five... or eight... or 12...) years. You’re meeting a lot of new people and getting bombarded with endless information from your First-Year Mentor, Resident Advisor and Ron Daniels. While all this may seem overwhelming at first, you’ll get into the swing of things eventually. Here are a few things that helped me — and might help you — settle in and make Homewood Campus your home.
In the end, every “first” I met at Hopkins — person, place, moment — taught me something about who I was and who I could become. I didn’t expect a campus, a group of strangers, a pile of dirty laundry or a lost friendship to matter this much. But they did. And that’s the real secret of firsts: you don’t get to choose which ones last.
When I first arrived at Hopkins, I was riding the high of graduating high school and coasting off an unforgettable summer. Like many others, I was thrilled — honored even — to be entering such a prestigious institution. I felt that I had made it. That my past successes were enough to carry me forward. That the hardest parts of life were behind me.