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(04/23/26 11:29pm)
I’ve never had a reason for wanting to be a writer. My relationship with writing has always been that of a high-school love your parents don’t approve of, in part because it reminds them of all their old mistakes — that is to say, fueled by contradiction and inexplicability. Every time someone assumes I want to be a writer, I don’t, and when they think I must want to become something else, then I’ve only ever wanted to be a writer. I’m not saying this is a good way of life, but I am claiming it as mine. At least I’m honest — until you call me honest, and then I’m a liar.
(04/13/26 8:00am)
After a very busy half-semester of rewatching all of Bridgerton and Emily in Paris while studying for my organic chemistry midterms (I am only half-kidding), I got to spend a glorious nine-and-a-half days frolicking around London and Paris with two of my best friends and my mom. I know, I am the luckiest girl in the world.
(04/23/26 4:41pm)
Two weeks ago, I decided to go to Hong Kong over spring break. It was impulsive. I had been there before — once as a child, and again in 2019. But somehow, I barely remembered any of it. This is the second time in a relatively short span that I have found myself writing about Asia, which probably says something about the kind of year this has been. More than ever before, I have been thinking more seriously about identity, what feels like home and how much of it is something I only recognize once I’ve been away from it.
(04/18/26 7:00pm)
When the summer heat has subsided, and the sun casts a liquid saffron in the rippling bank waters of the Loch Raven Reservoir, my father and I gather up hooks, lure and rods to set out fishing. After the back trunk of the car pops open with a metallic creak, we load up the equipment and begin a leisurely 9-minute drive from our house. My father is steering our beige 2008 Toyota Camry, proudly bearing a sunburnt bumper sticker of the Beijing Olympics, where our seatbelt buckles still radiate the heat of noon, and the entire interior smells of melting velour. He cranks on the radio to WEAA 89.9, my least favorite station, due to being young and not understanding the “allure of jazz,” but my father insists it reminds him of the gate lounges of the Louis Armstrong Airport in New Orleans, waiting for flights home. We mainly drive along one monotonous, lazily winding road that escapes to the outskirts of Timonium, brushing past the whipping scenery of foliage in the reflection of the approaching basin.
(04/23/26 11:34pm)
I was relatively late in getting a driver’s license. I realized this when I met up with some old friends in my senior year of high school, and I was the only one who still had a permit.
(04/10/26 4:00am)
4-Across: With 1-Down, “___ ‘n ___”
(04/08/26 4:00am)
1-Across: Thermostat mode
(04/06/26 4:00am)
4-Across: With 2-Down, storied rat charmer
(04/15/26 12:00pm)
I’ve always been a picky eater. Perhaps not “picky” in the traditional sense, but rather that I am very specific about the food and nutrition that goes into my body. Even at twenty-three, I still diligently adhere to my parents’ rules about no caffeinated drinks and only eating instant ramen once per month, I still avoid artificial sweeteners (even if the science on that may be coming back now), and I always ensure every meal consists of a sufficient balance of carbs, veggies and proteins.This mindset has always seemed like common sense to me; after all, the food that nourishes my body will ultimately determine a big part of my physical health, so why wouldn’t I be picky about it?
(04/08/26 8:45pm)
Yet another spring tease. Highs of over 80 yesterday promise lows of 30 in the days coming. When can we trust the warm, lively season to come full and in earnest? Among all of this instability, we can at least take solace in new media releases, as the Arts section has been enabling readers to do every week. Whether sunshine, rain or cold, begin with these personal recommendations of new media releases.
(04/18/26 4:00pm)
Founded in 2009 by Brandon Doman, The Strangers Project began as a simple yet powerful idea: to collect anonymous, handwritten stories from people around the world and share them in a space where anyone could read them. What started as a small project has grown into a global collection of human experiences stories filled with honesty, vulnerability and emotion. It creates a space where people can express themselves freely, without judgment, and where others are invited to simply listen.
(04/18/26 3:34am)
Two weeks ago, I had an incredible stroke of bad luck. Nothing was ever that serious, but minor inconveniences and unfortunate happenings followed me around like a fever I couldn’t shake. The list of these inconveniences goes as follows:
(04/13/26 4:29pm)
The Major League Baseball 2026 season is officially underway, meaning baseball is back in full swing — and so is the way we consume it. Towering homers, hot streaks, heated rivalries and hot takes are flooding timelines. For a game built on narratives, this young season sees analysts, YouTubers and pundits all clambering for attention from the 30 fanbases. Already, tendentious overreactions to O’Neil Cruz’s fielding, Judge’s cold season debut and the new ABS system are being pumped out. However, one YouTuber has found a niche away from the maelstrom, transcending the noise of modern MLB media.
(04/01/26 11:41pm)
Instructions: Download or print the following PDF to complete this April Fools Crossword!
(04/16/26 8:00pm)
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, Machan! / I have miles to go and promises to keep!”
(04/21/26 4:00am)
A subtle bass line pulsates from inside my headphones, most likely loud enough to be heard by any passerby as I lace up my green and beige New Balances before heading to the Rec for an hour of pickup basketball. Despite my limited previous experience, which came from a brief tenure on the first-year high school basketball team, I have come to find ‘hoops’ as my go-to weeknight ritual over the last few months. Standing in stark contrast to the pastel Kobes, Kyries and KDs that are typically on display, my ‘old-reliables’ have sustained continually middling performances in five-on-five play.
(04/03/26 4:00am)
On Tuesday, March 31 the Student Government Association (SGA) convened for its weekly meeting.
(04/02/26 1:00pm)
Following the trend to examine the University’s history amidst its 150th year anniversary, The News-Letter revisited publication records to examine the late expansionary period of the Homewood campus. Particularly, Hopkins’ vision of the neighboring Charles Village as an extension of campus life rather than solely a residential area dominated this transformation.
(04/01/26 1:45am)
On Saturday, March 28, hundreds of Baltimoreans gathered at the intersection of North Charles Street and East University Parkway to join 7 million Americans across the nation who were protesting for “No Kings.” This is the third nationwide No Kings protest since the inaugural “day of defiance,” when President Trump’s 79th birthday celebration coincided with a national military parade on June 14th.
(04/22/26 4:00am)
Recently, I acquired Joan Didion’s posthumously published work, Notes to John, from the library. The book was subject to much controversy, raising questions about the ethicality of publishing letters or notes that may not have been intended for the public eye. I began reading with a sense of apprehension, guilt even. Discussing everything from her daughter’s struggles with alcoholism to Didion’s own struggles with mental health, the work consists of Didion’s meticulously written notes to John detailing the sessions she had with a psychiatrist she saw in 1999.
