Freshmen Frenzy: Housing Day 2018!!
Today is the most exciting—and perhaps, the most stressful—day of the year for Harvard Freshman, and that is “Housing Day.” While many articles have been written on the campus event, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to share my first-hand account as a freshman experiencing it now! But first, I’ve got to share the most important part of this article. Make sure that you remember this no matter what: “Quincy House, Best House!”
Now that the essentials are out of the way, how did I get here? After an incredible first semester here at Harvard, it became time for me to begin thinking about blocking. Blocking refers to the process of picking a blocking group, which is a group of yourself and up to seven of your friends that guarantees you’ll all be assigned the same house.
Additionally, my friends and I opted to link with another blocking group (of 7). Two blocking groups can “link” together, which guarantees that, while you will not be in the same house together, you will be in the same neighborhood. Harvard’s upperclassmen houses are sorted into four neighborhoods, and this just guarantees that you won’t have to travel from one end of campus to another to go hang out with your closest friends.
Unfortunately, my story is like that of many, one with blocking drama and deliberations. While, coming into it, we all agreed that we wanted to be with the same fifteen people, there was some contention about how we would divide up amongst ourselves. What I learned from this was how difficult accommodating fifteen people can be. That said, after several discussions and literally drawing out our plans on whiteboards, we came to a conclusion everyone agreed with, and I couldn’t be happier! My advice would be to just be honest and upfront with your friends. Make sure your thoughts and opinions are out in the open and don’t put discussions off! The more time you’ve got to talk about it, the better!
This morning, my blockmates and I, waited in nervous anticipation in our designated room. Between shooting nervous glances at each other and sneaking peaks out the window, we anxiously chattered as we heard celebratory shouting and saw droves of people, decked head-to-toe in house attire, running across the yard.
Then, after I was almost certain our time would never come, we heard thunderous knocks against our door. Our hearts stopped as my friend opened it and in rushed a crowd of upperclassmen shouting over and over with a deafening roar “QUINCY!!” All of us, my friends and soon-to-be-friends jumped and shouted with glee as we rejoiced over the anticipated news. Now, all that’s left are the evening festivities where I experience my house for the first time. As I reflect on today, I am surprised to realize how much I feel like I belong at Harvard in this moment. It’s almost as if it’s more official now that I’ve found my more permanent home—my more permanent community.
Now, I will heartily defend the prestige of my house, for it is the best one you can get. For those of you reading it, I can’t wait to see you on the other side. Hopefully, I’ll storm your room in a year from today, welcoming you into the Quincy family!
About the author
Hi there! My name is Braeden Foldenauer, and I am freshman from Mississippi studying Government. Outside of class, I serve as Outreach Chair for the JFK Jr. Forum at the Institute of Politics,... View full profile