You might be thinking, “Writing is not for me, so why would I become a student journalist?” I said the same thing years ago.

Freshman year at Hopkins: something I’d dreamed of saying all throughout high school. When it finally became real, I was ...

Welcome to Hopkins! One of the first things you’ll pick up is our campus slang. While it’s not an entirely different language ...

Chances are, unless you’re from a major city, you’re not very familiar with public transportation. Growing up in New Jersey, ...

Truong reflects on finding meaning and connection while feeling loneliness. For a while during my first semester of college, I could not separate Mondays from Tuesdays, Tuesdays from Wednesdays, ...

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 ...

By the end of my first semester, I had what I wanted. But instead of intense joy and satisfaction, I felt an ineffable emptiness. When I finally paused to reflect, I realized that chasing academic ...

I really enjoy coffee. I enjoy coffee to the point where I am wholly convinced that I can write about the freshman year experience at Hopkins in the context of the simple drink. So here it is: what I ...

Balancing extracurriculars, social life and academics at Hopkins is like juggling chainsaws while doing ballet on an elephant walking down St. Paul Street. Even though it feels like you’re doing it ...

Even though I meet the basic requirement to give roommate advice by having lived with one, I hesitate to provide a numbered list on how to be a good one. Living with roommates is a dynamic setting ...

One of the first classes I took at Hopkins was called Foundations of Brain, Behavior and Cognition. I remember the syllabus hitting my inbox and something inside me sparking like a firing neuron. At ...