HMMT Friday (2/17)
by ChickenAgent2227-_-, Feb 28, 2023, 2:54 AM
Friday (2/17)
So we arrived at an early and terrible time in the morning, but luckily we paid extra to check into our hotel early (unlike HMMT three years ago, where we spent the afternoon taking turns napping sporadically on the lobby couches and looking sick, like we didn't have enough vomit in our system to satisfy our urge to get it out).
I entered my room and took a long sweet nap, after which I FaceTimed my partner LWWX for a while to chit-chat because oh no it’s been almost 24 hours babyyy I miss you so much!
Afterwards, I went downstairs to eat lunch and found ES waiting in the lobby, and we had a very interesting and delightful conversation on what has been the greatest change in our lives since MOP this summer. The TLDR: "I got a partner." “Eyy same.”
To pass the afternoon, I went to Residence Inn lobby because that’s where BG and a bunch of other people were. BG introduced me to Nacho, and it turns out BG has a thing where he, uh, has a very active internet and social media presence so he knows literally everyone while nobody knows him, which is extremely hilarious. He just randomly points out people's names and knows specific information like what school they go to, and each time they're completely oblivious to his existence.
Some people played Nertz, but I didn’t remember how to play and I can only watch a card game I don’t understand for so long, so EL and I decided to go on a random walk together for the hour or two that we had left before we had to meet with our team again.
Very soon we wandered onto the MIT campus, where I was slightly disappointed at the scenery. The grass looked like they were all dead or wished they were. The architecture around is super cool though, although there’s little contiguity in style—two buildings next to each other will have distinctly unrelated aesthetics, and I’m not sure whether to be annoyed by the jarring contrast or delight at the freedom and variety.
We tried looking for a class, like a large lecture, that we could insinuate ourselves into, but it was difficult on a Friday afternoon, since all the rooms were either small graduate seminars or empty. We did take pictures in front of a blackboard in an empty room though.
Eventually, after some research, we realized that we were stuck with visiting an introductory physics class. It was about 40 students standing around in a pretty spacious room. The room was filled with small tables and the walls were entirely covered in whiteboards—students were working in groups of 3 or 4 on a problem set on a whiteboard. I asked if we could see the problems, and EL was like “oh it’s just AP Physics C material” thanks I wish I remembered my AP Physics C material. Not the ideal class to give me a first impression of the infamous MIT rigor, but it’s unfortunate circumstance.
Then two guys in the group we were awkwardly standing next to were talking about some “math competition” that a lot of people are here for, which is totally weird, right? Like, who would do that, ha, ha.
We also saw a strange creature that had the form of a squirrel, walked and climbed like a squirrel, sounded like a squirrel (silent), but had completely black fur. We were pretty amazed.
For some inexplicable reason, San Diego arrived to Friday night events an hour early, so we sat there while I was overheating in my wig and beanie and heavy jacket and no one was here to appreciate it.
Once people did arrive, though, I started greeting a few people although I was pretty scared. I said “Hi, I’m Jeremy!” to both Luke Robitaille and Ankit Bisain but they just looked at me weird and ignored me.
(((( Is this what BG feels like everyday?
I couldn’t find anyone (turned out the TJ kids were staying at their hotel because they’re not allowed to come to sketchy events past curfew like “card games”) so I took off the disguise.
After traditional pizza and ice cream dinner, I went to the integration bee qualifying test as my first event. Half the room was San Diegans it’s crazyyyy San Diego is so cracked at integrals. I didn’t make it to top 8, but alas, I had no time to grieve.
I followed a bunch of San Diegans to Estimathon too, just as it was ending, and snagged a milk tea. It is here that I also found LC and EX, yayyy!!
By this point events were nearly over, so we all went up to the third floor. The room was cramped and dark—outside the door, a crowd of people leaned their heads, trying to catch what was going on. People squeezed in, or tried, as if desperately searching for some messiah; people squeezed out, because it was musty as heck and someone definitely had covid in there. It was… the karaoke room.
Honestly, this had to be my favorite event! I stole Jeff’s hat and gave it back, but karaoke really hits hard for me emotionally. Sure, I’m not good at singing, but that doesn’t matter! I love it, and there’s something special and pure about losing yourself in song with others.
Nobody else seemed as enthusiastic, so I found a corner in the back and started slightly dancing on my own, as long as I could until everyone else left and it was time for us to return home and I still wanted more. It’s not a thrill founded on some profound truth or meaning, it’s just a realization of the simple human desire to feel truly alive, and that’s overwhelming sometimes.
After everyone else returned to our hotel, I made a quick trip to TJHSST’s hotel because I realized I could meet them for like 20 minutes before I could return to make curfew. I was so excited, and even if I couldn’t troll them with my disguise in a crowd, it honestly doesn’t matter compared to an extra few minutes with them.
So I Ubered there immediately, putting my disguise on along the way. As I exited the car, my nose and ears felt like they were going to freeze off, and I didn’t know how to feel for an event I had anticipated for half a year. Behind wide glass doors, I saw LZ, VT, MK standing in a row, and so much nostalgia welled up—perhaps I was remembering the first time I met LZ, IZ, MK at the boba shop, or how I first joined them and VT as they were walking in a row at CMU—but there wasn’t enough time to think. I entered, ripped off my disguise and laughed, and we all hugged. (IZ, of course, was long asleep and couldn’t come down.)
We sat on a couch to just talk, but wow it was overwhelming. We had barely any time. My mind raced about what best to talk about, but I could barely form words. LZ couldn’t either, she just randomly looked at me in awe and waved and, to be honest, I could only do the same back. It was just so unbelievable that this face, this voice, this profile picture, this memory was suddenly solid and whole in front of me again.
I asked the same question ES was asking everyone—what’s your biggest life change since MOP? MK and LZ couldn’t say in the excitement of the moment, so VT talked a lot about a sequence of profound realizations that lead him to teaching at Daily Challenge. And everyone hugged.
On the Uber ride back, I called LWWX again to tell them about my day. Tonight was the best of nights.
So we arrived at an early and terrible time in the morning, but luckily we paid extra to check into our hotel early (unlike HMMT three years ago, where we spent the afternoon taking turns napping sporadically on the lobby couches and looking sick, like we didn't have enough vomit in our system to satisfy our urge to get it out).
I entered my room and took a long sweet nap, after which I FaceTimed my partner LWWX for a while to chit-chat because oh no it’s been almost 24 hours babyyy I miss you so much!
Afterwards, I went downstairs to eat lunch and found ES waiting in the lobby, and we had a very interesting and delightful conversation on what has been the greatest change in our lives since MOP this summer. The TLDR: "I got a partner." “Eyy same.”
To pass the afternoon, I went to Residence Inn lobby because that’s where BG and a bunch of other people were. BG introduced me to Nacho, and it turns out BG has a thing where he, uh, has a very active internet and social media presence so he knows literally everyone while nobody knows him, which is extremely hilarious. He just randomly points out people's names and knows specific information like what school they go to, and each time they're completely oblivious to his existence.
Some people played Nertz, but I didn’t remember how to play and I can only watch a card game I don’t understand for so long, so EL and I decided to go on a random walk together for the hour or two that we had left before we had to meet with our team again.
Very soon we wandered onto the MIT campus, where I was slightly disappointed at the scenery. The grass looked like they were all dead or wished they were. The architecture around is super cool though, although there’s little contiguity in style—two buildings next to each other will have distinctly unrelated aesthetics, and I’m not sure whether to be annoyed by the jarring contrast or delight at the freedom and variety.
We tried looking for a class, like a large lecture, that we could insinuate ourselves into, but it was difficult on a Friday afternoon, since all the rooms were either small graduate seminars or empty. We did take pictures in front of a blackboard in an empty room though.
Eventually, after some research, we realized that we were stuck with visiting an introductory physics class. It was about 40 students standing around in a pretty spacious room. The room was filled with small tables and the walls were entirely covered in whiteboards—students were working in groups of 3 or 4 on a problem set on a whiteboard. I asked if we could see the problems, and EL was like “oh it’s just AP Physics C material” thanks I wish I remembered my AP Physics C material. Not the ideal class to give me a first impression of the infamous MIT rigor, but it’s unfortunate circumstance.
Then two guys in the group we were awkwardly standing next to were talking about some “math competition” that a lot of people are here for, which is totally weird, right? Like, who would do that, ha, ha.
We also saw a strange creature that had the form of a squirrel, walked and climbed like a squirrel, sounded like a squirrel (silent), but had completely black fur. We were pretty amazed.
For some inexplicable reason, San Diego arrived to Friday night events an hour early, so we sat there while I was overheating in my wig and beanie and heavy jacket and no one was here to appreciate it.
Once people did arrive, though, I started greeting a few people although I was pretty scared. I said “Hi, I’m Jeremy!” to both Luke Robitaille and Ankit Bisain but they just looked at me weird and ignored me.

I couldn’t find anyone (turned out the TJ kids were staying at their hotel because they’re not allowed to come to sketchy events past curfew like “card games”) so I took off the disguise.
After traditional pizza and ice cream dinner, I went to the integration bee qualifying test as my first event. Half the room was San Diegans it’s crazyyyy San Diego is so cracked at integrals. I didn’t make it to top 8, but alas, I had no time to grieve.
I followed a bunch of San Diegans to Estimathon too, just as it was ending, and snagged a milk tea. It is here that I also found LC and EX, yayyy!!
By this point events were nearly over, so we all went up to the third floor. The room was cramped and dark—outside the door, a crowd of people leaned their heads, trying to catch what was going on. People squeezed in, or tried, as if desperately searching for some messiah; people squeezed out, because it was musty as heck and someone definitely had covid in there. It was… the karaoke room.
Honestly, this had to be my favorite event! I stole Jeff’s hat and gave it back, but karaoke really hits hard for me emotionally. Sure, I’m not good at singing, but that doesn’t matter! I love it, and there’s something special and pure about losing yourself in song with others.
Nobody else seemed as enthusiastic, so I found a corner in the back and started slightly dancing on my own, as long as I could until everyone else left and it was time for us to return home and I still wanted more. It’s not a thrill founded on some profound truth or meaning, it’s just a realization of the simple human desire to feel truly alive, and that’s overwhelming sometimes.
After everyone else returned to our hotel, I made a quick trip to TJHSST’s hotel because I realized I could meet them for like 20 minutes before I could return to make curfew. I was so excited, and even if I couldn’t troll them with my disguise in a crowd, it honestly doesn’t matter compared to an extra few minutes with them.
So I Ubered there immediately, putting my disguise on along the way. As I exited the car, my nose and ears felt like they were going to freeze off, and I didn’t know how to feel for an event I had anticipated for half a year. Behind wide glass doors, I saw LZ, VT, MK standing in a row, and so much nostalgia welled up—perhaps I was remembering the first time I met LZ, IZ, MK at the boba shop, or how I first joined them and VT as they were walking in a row at CMU—but there wasn’t enough time to think. I entered, ripped off my disguise and laughed, and we all hugged. (IZ, of course, was long asleep and couldn’t come down.)
We sat on a couch to just talk, but wow it was overwhelming. We had barely any time. My mind raced about what best to talk about, but I could barely form words. LZ couldn’t either, she just randomly looked at me in awe and waved and, to be honest, I could only do the same back. It was just so unbelievable that this face, this voice, this profile picture, this memory was suddenly solid and whole in front of me again.
I asked the same question ES was asking everyone—what’s your biggest life change since MOP? MK and LZ couldn’t say in the excitement of the moment, so VT talked a lot about a sequence of profound realizations that lead him to teaching at Daily Challenge. And everyone hugged.
On the Uber ride back, I called LWWX again to tell them about my day. Tonight was the best of nights.
This post has been edited 1 time. Last edited by ChickenAgent2227-_-, Feb 28, 2023, 4:10 AM