"I have so many favorite memories of Harvard: sitting in lectures and feeling my brains growing, walking through Annenberg in search of friends, flying to the Bahamas with a class, going for a walk during hurricane Sandy... In retrospect, my most favorite one happened when I just arrived on campus. It was midnight, and I saw nothing. However, the night was full of the smells of freshly cut grass, and sprinklers whispered promises. Those promises came true: now there are too many memories to choose from."