Pretty deep caption I can not lie. The last line of **"A chapter ending doesn't make the story less real"** is absolute bars. Even though I am an advocate for reaching out and checking up on your friends, I am always hesitant on doing it thinking "oh I am not part of their circle anymore" and "they don't mess with me like that anymore", but when I see them in person it's really not the case. Your mind or my mind at least tricks me like that, and it's annoying because sometimes I cannot get out of my mind. You suffer more in your head than in real life, and that has been the story of my life and a lot of other people's lives too. Maybe I am doing too much π, which is probably the reason I do not have many friends too π, but I would rather be doing too much than too little because what good does it serve you to do the bare minimum? I owe it to myself and everybody to just be unapologetically me. Alright moving along from my classic tangents, I am officially back in La Jolla! I moved-in last Sunday, and boy was that a doozy. For starters, I procrastinated packing, and pulled an all-nighter before driving down. I definitely need to take accountability for that and stressing Mama Lee out because I came back home late from work, did not pack throughout the week leading up, and was sweating the UFC 331 Van vs. Pantoja fight. Van is going to be champion for a long time, his boxing is just something else man, and man do I love to watch him fight. I will avoid going into a Van glaze tangent, but truthfully the reason I procrastinated packing was because I was scared. Scared of going back to La Jolla, what will happen this quarter, and the subsequent ones. By now you would think I am used to failing, but I am not, and I do not think anyone is. I used to beat myself over being scared and of all the fears in this world this is mine, but I am human. Inserting the *Superman* speech here: God, I am a sucker for superhero movies and basically quoting anything from a movie. Maybe I am just obsessed with the **Hero's Journey** π. I am going to give a shout-out to my 8th grade quarantine English teacher, Ms. Bryan, and my 2nd semester freshmen teacher, Ms. Newray for teaching me this. I doubt they will ever see or read this, and I probably should visit or email them especially Ms. Newray, but I wanted to name them because if it was not for them, my world and knowledge would be so much smaller. Any ways, I am scared, and I probably made that abundantly clear, but I am happy that I am admitting that instead of running from it. Regardless of how scared I am, life has to go on, so I gathered-up my **willpower** to pull an all-nighter packing, and got in the car to leave home. The biggest thing I have to learn is be ok with being scared and asking for help. Being vulnerable is not a weakness and I should not patronize myself for doing it. There is no such thing of fearlessness, it's all about having **courage**, and I respect myself enough to have the courage to fail or better yet, the courage to try again. I felt like *The Bard* writing that last paragraph leading up to that *Green Lantern* clip. Man, does that movie blow, but Ryan Reynolds and Blake Lively have such good chemistry and this scene just gets me. *Lanterns* show is a banger though, I will say that. So far, my time in La Jolla has been pretty good. My new suite-mates are all dope and chill. My room is so much more of an upgrade compared to last year, and I am so grateful. The new place so good, I realistically cannot have any excuses no more besides the elevator possible breaking down, and even that's a terrible lazy excuse. I was supposed to have two days of classes, but one of my professors cancelled π. All my professors seem pretty good, but I have yet to see their midterms, so I cannot have a strict verdict on that. I am taking COGS 108: Data Science in Practice, ECE 5: Introduction to ECE, ECE 45: Circuits and Systems, and ECE 109: Engineering Probability and Statistics (100% final π«ͺ). The mindset shift coming back home or to campus is definitely causing me some turmoil, going from "What am I going to do today?" to "What am I supposed to be doing today?" is a hard transition that I need to figure out the switch too. Week 0 was so fun last year because I was so naive into what was coming for me, life was really *Monster's University* and *22 Jump Street*. Those first two weeks were special like 2025 Week 15 Kyle Pitts π₯². It's one of those things you experience once though, so I am jealous of the freshmen and the new transfers that get to experience it for the first time. However, if I hear one more "What's your Instagram?" I am going to crash out because those conversations never go anywhere, and it's all performative. UCSD is really socially dead, and almost every "function" happening so non-organically, it's really cringe. In fairness, I am knocking on it because I am not getting invited to them π€£. Most my colleagues in engineering moved on to the higher courses and I dropped my data science minor so there goes my class of 2029 buddies too, but hey this is an opportunity to find a new friend group. Hopefully it happens soon because if not I might rush a frat. I can't seem to stop this loneliness wherever I go. To those who say, "You got the hockey team" I give you this:  Not a single person answered π₯²π€£ I thought you all were supposed to be my boys and girls too since it's a co-ed team. I did end up going to the beach though, running to it.  That's a brutal time though; 13.31 miles in 2:07:31, average pace 9:35 a mile. I was doing 8:09 pace the beginning of the year. I will get better as the year progresses, but I am happy and proud that I did it, so along with the ice cream, I treated myself to the first *in-N-Out* burger I had in 5 months:  My stomach is still on the Japanese eat only to 70% full diet, it's pretty brutal. I miss sharing a meal with my Kyoto friends, it's really sad to see the activity in the group chat slowly die down, and eating a meal by yourself. I am really dragging this out π , but it's something I want to work on. Who really wants to be alone? I like being alone, I will never not mind having all the freedom and independence with it, but I do not love it. No one does besides introverts I think. Funny enough I think my MBTI indicator is INTJ when I took it my freshman year. I thought and still think to an extent it's a sham because why would you let a test define what you are, and the people who do are insufferable (probably the judgement in me, eh?). You see how easy it is to drag it? It's essentially the same as Zodiac signs. I do not know much, but I do know that I am tired of being alone, and this is a lengthy log for a Week 0, so I better wrap it up. This is Video of the Week: Greg Plitt is the reason I will succeed. As always, thank you to whoever read or listened to the end now that I have a text-to-speech button. These logs are more meant for me than it is for you, but if they made you smile, helped you, or made your day in some sort of way that makes it all worth it for me. Always remember you matter, and I hope I matter too. See you next week! Godspeed!