I woke up this morning feeling overwhelmingly terrible.
I had given a so-so presentation last Thursday, with a subpar poster that the instructors told me I would have to resubmit. I had spent the entire weekend managing an event for over three thousand students and their parents, only to be called out afterwards for running away when they had wanted me to stand up and be recognized at the after-party. I had had a minor panic attack during my 2.051 quiz (the one worth 40% of my grade!) on Monday, and completely failed it.
I had presented a module for Randomites last night, and had absolutely fucked myself over.
At this point, I am a mess.
I went to Stanford this past weekend. The campus was gorgeous, as expected, with sandstone arches and open plazas and the architecture of a Spanish monastery.
Is it a bit traitorous to start an MIT-related post with an image of the sprawling landscape and California sun that is Stanford University? It’s been over two months since I’ve written anything for this blog, so it’s likely I’m already too far gone to save. In a sad attempt to right the balance of the universe, today’s much-punted post will be a comprehensive review of every single thing that’s happened since late August. The Institvte is an unforgiving mistress, but I can probably distract her if I write enough.
(I was only in Stanford for the weekend. I still effectively live at MIT.)
When I first came to MIT as a bright-eyed young frosh, I was placed in my first-choice dorm, Next House. (I think my top four were Next, Simmons, Maseeh, and then Random.) I’d been to some good dinners at Next over CPW, and it seemed like a friendly, peaceful place with nice people. Random had some pretty awesome events, but it looked too wild and crazy for me to live there; it seemed like more of a place to visit every now and then. Frosh!dukhovni was kind of overwhelmed by this whole “college” thing, and just wanted some peace and quiet.
There was plenty of peace and quiet to be had at Next. Through a miraculous coincidence, at the last minute I was able to get a single room instead of the triple I would have been living in; I’m still not sure how I pulled that off. So I had a space all to myself, on one of the quieter floors of Next. It wasn’t a ghost town or anything like that; there were plenty of friendly neighbors and the occasional fun food-related study break, and I had people to chat, pset, and watch anime with. It was just a very calm, mellow, *normal* sort of place.
So it’s finally REX proper, which means that, by today, most if not all of you should be at MIT, safely ensconced within your temporary rooms in your temporary dorms (unless you’re in McCormick — then you’re there for the entire semester, at the very least). The desk workers are checking in the last batch of pre-frosh today and tomorrow. Your FPOPs are finishing up if they aren’t already done, and if you’ve been here for a while, you probably have a good sense of where some dorms of interest might be.
There’s not much else to cover for pre-REX information, so today’s final summer reading will be fairly short. (Not short enough to forgo the <more> tag though. Sorry.)
Late. Laaaaate. Such late. Much wow.
In other words, it’s time for the second to last installment of your summer reading and the third installment of the “Oh God I Can’t Believe I Forgot to Write This and Left It Off for Three Weeks” blog series. We’ll be looking at things to bring, things to leave at home, things that will be here when you arrive, etc.
Of course, for about half of you, this post won’t be live until after you arrive at Random Hall. And for the other half, it’ll probably be too late to stop you from making any big purchases like a fridge or a second bed or a microwave. So basically, the timing for this post was awful, and we’ll fix it for next year.
Anyways. Onwards to the lists!
Part two of the “Oh God It’s Almost REX and I’m So Many Posts Behind Schedule” series of blog posts. Is it bad that I’m taking so little time to write each of these up? I can’t help but feel like writing a series of helpful things for freshmen to know should be harder than this. Unless I’m not doing it very well. Ah well.
In this week’s installment of your summer reading, we’ll look at where to find friends. Because unless you’re a math camper or go to one of those schools that sends n number of students to MIT each year, where n >= 3, you probably don’t know anyone here and are really eager to make new friends.
(Whoo mathcamp reference. Maybe after this we can go back and count how many times in this series of posts I’ve referenced something that has practically no meaning to anyone outside of a small subset of people that I know.)
(Yes, this post is multiple weeks overdue. As it turns out, it’s really hard to teach high school students, do summer work, and keep up with the blog at the same time. @_@ )
It’s a Saturday, which means I should have had this post written over three weeks ago or something and scheduled for deployment several mornings ago. But I’ve suddenly found myself with the tiny amount of free time allotted for the three blog posts that will be rolling out this weekend, so for those of you temp’d in the other half of Random Hall, the ones who were shafted these past few weeks and have had to wait nearly a month to hear about where you’ll be living, here’s your informational snippet for the week.
(Those of you waiting for me to lampoon the 290 side for God knows how long, sorry.)
Another week, another installment of your weekly Random Hall-related summer readings. Feels just like high school English class all over again, doesn’t it?
So you all should have had over a week now to get accustomed to the idea of where you’ll be staying for the first week or so before the fall semester. At the very least, if you’re coming to stay with us in Random Hall, you should know your room number by now — if you don’t, go email random-questions@mit and someone should be with you momentarily to help you figure things out.
(On that note, if you have any questions at all but feel weird leaving comments, you should email random-questions@mit.)
And if you’ve been keeping up with your summer reading, you should also know by now which floor you’re on in which building, and perhaps have a vague sense of what that floor what might be like. But since there’s no kill like overkill and I’m beginning to run out of ideas for summer reading posts, this week we are going to attempt to go into excruciating detail about floor cultures on the 282 side of the dorm, along with their corresponding room numbers so you’ll know for certain where you are and what you should expect.
(Kitchen and lounge features to be discussed in a later post. This week’s and next week’s installments will be solely based on the culture and the people as I understand them, since for some reason no one could be convinced to write a blurb about themselves over summer break.)
Oh hey there, reader(s). It’s been approximately a week since the last Random Hall-related post, which means we are just in time for the next installment of your summer reading!
By now, you’ve hopefully found out where you’ll be temporarily lodging for the duration of REX. If you haven’t yet, though, that’s also fine — unlike the housing lottery, room assignments vary by dorm, and as a result, different dorms will finish assigning and releasing their prefrosh assignments at different times.
In Random Hall, the initial temporary assignment is fairly… random. You get assigned a room just so you’ll have some place to sleep, but this initial assignment does not account for any of your likes, dislikes, possible interests, etc. Your first room is but a resting point, a swap space of sorts, some place for us to put you until you decide what you want to do with yourself.
So how do you make that decision? You visit all the floors and get a feel for the culture. But we’re covering that in a later post — for today, let’s discuss the housing process itself, and the logistics behind choosing a room for the semester.
First of all, welcome, prefrosh! You should have all gotten your rooming assignments yesterday — if you still don’t know where you’re staying this REX, go triple check all your email addresses again or complain to MIT housing. :)
For the rest of you, hi! Welcome to MIT. And Random Hall. But mostly MIT. I am suffering under no delusions that some of you, especially the guys, may not have gotten into the dorm that you want, especially if it was Random Hall. Sorry about that. But hey, there’s still FYRE, right? Still plenty of time to try to transfer in. Or, you know, see other dorms and decide that you fit in Next House or East Campus better.
(I’m being supportive and open-minded. Wheee.)
Since you’re still reading, though, I’m going to assume that you have some passing interest in Random Hall — if in not living in it, at least in not coming in completely clueless and getting lost between the two donuts.
(Also, I was sorted Slytherin. ‘Cuz we can’t all be witty and intellectual.)