Hopkins is a diverse university where an incredible mix of cultures, academic interests and personalities coexist and thrive. Here is the section where you can publish your unique thoughts, ideas and perspectives on life at Hopkins and beyond.
For anyone new to Baltimore, and for anyone who’s been around for a few years but wants to change up their food routine, here’s a tour of some of the restaurants you might have been missing near the off-campus stops of the JHMI shuttle route.
Welcome to your first year at Hopkins! We know picking classes can be overwhelming and confusing, so here’s some advice from six upperclassmen.
Self-described “coastal person,” Naadiya Hutchinson chose to spend her summer in the second most populous landlocked country in the world: Uganda. Working with the Rakai Health and Sciences Program, Hutchinson has been spending her precious time away from school researching HIV and working on her documentary on black identity. Though she didn’t know what to expect coming into the job, she came to love her time there as well as the many people she met and befriended.
As you probably already know, Hopkins students never have fun. We don’t think about anything but the MCAT (or the GRE, or the LSAT, oh my), working hard, avoiding failure, Ronnie D (praise be unto him), tending to our constantly growing pile of homework, and of course avoiding failure. Like rats in a maze, we skitter around the MSE Library for four years, give or take one, then leave as the merciless, fun-hating automatons that Hopkins has trained us to be.
There are a lot of different types of chairs. There also are a lot of different types of professors at Hopkins. Here’s what would happen if some of those professors became chairs. Or maybe these chairs turned into professors. How do metaphors even work anyway?
Hopkins is home to a huge number of clubs and extracurricular activities, so we decided to highlight just a few of them. Take a look at what the members have to say about their groups, and be sure to check out the Student Involvement Fair on Sept. 9!
You guys, I’m getting old. A few days ago I visited my high school and suddenly all those kids have just magically turned into seniors. So I’m now going to do what all old people do — give you advice on how to lead your life because apparently spending a year as a freshman at college makes me wise.
Greek life can be all about parties, paying for your friends and scandal. Greek life can be synonymous with the most worrisome evils of college. And Greek life can be your parents’ worst nightmare.
From study spots to moral support, these tips for humanities lovers have your needs completely covered
I walked into the Student Involvement Fair just as overwhelmed and lost as every other freshman going through the sensory overload of the first week of college. I wound my way through row after row of clubs, putting my name and email down for a few, until I saw a group of students occupying the path, thrusting newspapers at all passersby and corralling students towards the sign-up laptops. I took a paper, got into a prolonged conversation with one of the editors, typed my information into the computer. The rest is history.
