I asked her to be honest and tell me if I was the stereotypical Penn girl. She–being from a smaller Philadelphia university and of a personality type that’s not afraid to tell the truth–responded with:

“Yes, but you do realize there are many different kinds of ‘Penn girls.’ You strike me as one who wants to save the world, open up an orphanage or do some sort of non-profit social work.” I grin. “And I bet you get up at like 6 in the morning to go jogging.” Now I’m laughing.

How’d she read me so well? It’s only been a week and we don’t even spend that much time together, despite living only a few feet away. Regardless, I’ll take it. Stereotypes are in someone’s favor, for once.