Haven’t Looked Back

It’s my first time home again since I moved into UCLA two weeks ago, and I have to say, I am not homesick at all.

Freshman year is a curious phenomenon where all the norCal kids move down to UCLA, and all the soCal kids move up to Berkeley, so every other person is twiddling their thumbs for Thanksgiving while I itch to get back to UCLA, totally thankless that home is only an hour away. My family isn’t the closest. We interact with each other, but it’s been the status quo that I would go to my room when I get home, and my parents would watch channel 18 Asian dramas, which now have random Chinese speaking white men thrown in. This week was no exception.

College is probably the healthiest thing that ever happened to me. I am hardly ever at my computer anymore (although it may change when homework picks up), and I’ve been hitting the gym which I actually now have for the first time. I’ve played tennis and nearly died during dragonboat tryouts attempting to keep up with beefcakes that hopelessly outclass me, and all of that on top of climbing up and down hills daily.

Of course, the freshman fifteen might still catch up to me. I am pretty sure that I am supposed to look forward to homecooked food, but I guess not when you are going to UCLA. The campus food is truly as good as they say, and I haven’t even tried the food in Westwood yet!