It has been officially 4 weeks in Berkeley. 1 week of welcoming and 3 weeks of schooling. I am not too thrilled. It’s no fun. It’s actually really boring because I don’t really do anything. Berkeley is like downtown. There are homeless people everywhere. And old buildings. And lots of old trees, no palm trees except for the fake ones they put every here and there. I don’t think it’s very beautiful as most people think. And there are lots of random people doing random shit on the main campus where they throw ads and shit at you when you try walking to your class.

I only have to walk through that mess for one class, linear algebra. I don’t know why that class is so hard, i'm so confused, I don’t know what i’m doing. I was only able to do 5 of the 18 problems assigned to us this week.

English is also hard. We have to read short stories that take like 30 minutes to read a page for me because I suck. So I haven’t really ever finished a story. And there’s a quiz today on everything we've done so far. And our first official paper due today. Last night mike read it and told me my writing is shit and he doesn’t understand how I got into Berkeley, so he basically rewrote my paper for me.

My stats class is easy. We don’t do anything. And today I fell asleep in it. We have our first test on Friday. I need an A in that class. It will probably be my only A in Berkeley.

I've ditched a total of 3 classes so far. It’s so easy to ditch, they don’t/say do anything. And I can sleep or chat or text or FACEBOOK during that time.

I need friends. Berkeley people are different and click to each other. I only really made one friend at the place I live. He’s also Indian. And he’s doing the same major as me. And he’s also a spring admit. I like Kelly’s floor, they are super chill. But I’ve basically only hung out with TP people the whole time. TP people are fun, like Kelly Erica Linda Lisa Jessica Rachel Ali Sareen Diana (who I have not seen yet so I technically did not hang out with her) and then like Ryan and Gil who pledged at the Jewish frat where I woke up with a trash can in front of me the other morning. And I’ve seen Jeff. Oh and I’ve seen Graeme walking before and I talked to him. But I want to meet other people. But besides them, I really don’t have any other friends here.

I miss San Diego, my friends and my family. I wish Berkeley was closer so I could see everybody one last time before they head off to college.