I'm Changing My Nationality

Everyone here is a freakin' American. What is UP with that?? While I only look like an American in Davis (because with huge Asian population, and since I'm in American, it's only right that I'm assumed to be American), it's weird that I'm not an American until I open my mouth. Up till that point, unless I'm with my rather tall, pale-haired Caucasian friend, I'm just another short Asian girl and I better be able to fight my way through the crowds.

They may just be polite, but the locals that I've met don't think my Canto is that bad. I've been told that I've got the heaviest ABC accent ever, and that I sound like I'm about to cry. I'm sitting in Mandarin class and everyone there is an American. We're everywhere. It's not fun anymore. I can't even say I'm special and say that I'm from California, because every other person is from Cali, and every other Cali person is from the Bay, cept they all go to better schools than me. Fun times.

I'm annoyed at the foreigners already. Not to generalize, or to point specifically to anyone, especially if they so manage to read this blog, it's just that some people are so stereotypical that it's not cool at all. Like the loudass guys from the Big Ten states, who are not even really bothering to immerse into the culture, who'd be up there with the partiers from Europe, cept all the Europeans hate the Americans. I don't really know.

I think homesickness may be setting in. I'm missing my weird abnormal awkward little niche that I fit so perfectly into, especially when I had access to a working oven and all my kitchenware. I miss actual beds (damn IKEA), 2 for 4 deals on Reeses and Peanut M & M's, AVOCADOS, Mexicans, hip hop, nice haircuts, my jankidy car, and most of all, unconditional love. I have to make new friends all over again. I thought I was done with that stuff.

I'm not letting that stop me from having fun, don't you guys worry about that, I'm just annoyed that I have to start all over again, and I already have marks against me. And I know I repeatedly said I'd be fine here, and I am. I get by just fine, I'm just missing home.