“This is your Bruin card. With this, you have access to all 7 cafeterias on campus.”
Jaw-dropped, I never pictured heaven to be so hilly.
So sunny. So peppy. So blue & gold.
I had been on campus not yet 5 minutes and I couldn’t get over that staggering fact.
And these weren’t just your “everyday cafeterias.” These were extraordinary works of art, with top-notch chefs allowing your taste buds to correctly “taste” for the first time.
Sure, it may have something to do with the fact that I was raised on Uncrustables and Oatmeal Crème Pies, but I choose to believe otherwise.
I choose to believe that I had made it to heaven.
Some think I’m still taking classes. Some think I’m mooching off the girls just to cop snacks from the locker room. Some think I’ve hit rock bottom.
Like I said, two years just wasn’t enough.
My time as a student-athlete has come to a close, but my time as a UCLA employee has just begun.
I’m an avid blogger. I became one after one of the biggest transitions of my life took place. Here, at UCLA.
But you see, you don’t have to wait until something monumental hits you square in the face in order to do so.
Anyone can be a writer.
You just have to pick up the pen.
Throughout my blogs UCLA’s four letters dance across the pages quite a bit. However, there is still so much to this school and this city that goes unnoticed.
Which brings me back to the 7 cafeterias.
Every Wednesday I will be posting a blog about one of the above:
Sometimes I’ll blab on and on about the cafeteria food, but sometimes I’ll dive a little deeper and get in sync with the girls.
With segments such as Bruin Beliefs, NBA Family Ties, Why I Love LA, and My Favorite Flavs, one will be able to get a look behind the curtain into the lives of players old & new, the adventures the girls stumble into, and sometimes, maybe most of the time, stories that involve yours truly, too.
With segments such as Rookie Seasons, Empty Nesters, and How To Get Over A Loss In 10 Hours, I’ll touch upon the struggles of what it’s like to be a freshman, the struggles of parenting a freshman, and the dreaded shape of an L on your forehead.
I will be narrating the journey of the 2017-2018 UCLA Women’s Basketball team.
The good, the bad, and the ugly.
I will do my best to describe in obnoxiously colorful adjectives just how UCLA runs the show, the people who form its foundation, and the city away from home that has become the city I now call home.
These four letters represent something much bigger than embroidery.
They represent a bond.
So join me! Every Wednesday. As I pick up the pen.