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(11/14/25 12:35am)
I have never experienced unadulterated joy like my first listen to Sam “King of Soul” Cooke’s 1963 epic, his album Live at the Harlem Square Club. Hidden beneath a steadily strumming upright bassline and lightly up-tempo drum swing, Cooke’s masterful crowd work combines with a raucous, enraptured audience to create one of the most magical 36-minute sets I’ve ever heard. It’s the kind of music that makes you want to roll your windows down on a quiet summer night, the type of songs that find a way to penetrate a bad mood with a specific kind of impossible-to-ignore, jumping-up-and-down passion.
(11/13/25 10:25pm)
The other day, in a desperate attempt to procrastinate on my dreadfully boring report on the microstructure and nanostructure of 304L grade stainless steel (sorry, Dr. Gracias), I navigated away from the dozens of review papers on my screen and into the promised land of BuzzFeed quizzes. After a few minutes of mindlessly scrolling, a few holy pixels found their way to my eyes: a quiz promising to tell me what kind of a potato I was. I froze. Was I Yukon Gold? Fingerling? Bintje? I simply had to find out.
(11/13/25 10:21pm)
Someone once asked me if I would rather live in a city, coastal town, mountain range, countryside or cabin in the woods. My answer to that question is this: all of them, at once, simultaneously… somehow.
(11/13/25 10:27pm)
“You’re a Taurus, right?”
(11/13/25 10:45pm)
Welcome! Sorry the elevator took so long — it tends to do that. You can take your shoes off by the door.
(11/14/25 12:25am)
In 2026, I’m going to stop believing I owe anyone anything beyond my own peace. I want to stop doing things out of obligation or guilt and start making space for what truly aligns with my energy. I’m learning that happiness isn’t something others can give you — it’s something you create for yourself. As Buddha said, “You are responsible for your own happiness. If you expect others to make you happy, you will always be disappointed.” Life will always have struggles, but I want to start viewing even challenges as reminders of the light that still exists. By letting go of expectations of others and focusing on my own growth, I’ll make room for joy that feels genuine and self-made.
(11/13/25 11:11pm)
Fall always feels like a pause I didn’t know I needed. The air shifts from the sticky ends of August to something sharper and quieter. It feels like a change that pulls me back to focus on myself and escape the chaos. Between long study nights, half-finished conversations and the constant rush to keep up, I forget what it feels like to just be.
(11/13/25 10:12pm)
A tornado spins around me. The world moves fast, chaotic, unpredictable, loud, and I’m somewhere at the bottom of it, trying to hold still.
(08/17/25 2:14pm)
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.
(08/17/25 3:35pm)
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.
(08/17/25 2:52pm)
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.
(08/17/25 3:28pm)
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:
(08/17/25 3:14pm)
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.
(08/17/25 2:30pm)
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.
(08/17/25 2:56pm)
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.
(08/17/25 3:05pm)
Buse:
(08/17/25 3:55pm)
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.
(08/17/25 3:20pm)
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.
(08/17/25 2:49pm)
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.
(08/17/25 2:26pm)
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.
