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One of my friends at 台大, 賈媛, is in America right now. This photo was taken by her. She flew to Detroit from San Francisco not too long ago. Looking through her pictures, especially the ones she took at Fisherman's Wharf, Pier 39, Monterey Bay Aquarium, even UC Berkeley! makes my heart ache for home. When I flew to Taipei in September, I thought I would never miss California. I was so sure, so convinced I could never think of a place I have known for eighteen years of my life. I had even planned beforehand not to write "going home" but rather "flying to California" on my Facebook status when I go home in February.

Like so many of my ABC classmates who deem Taiwan "home," I was so sure I would not miss what I left. But I was wrong, I was so wrong. No matter how much you are sure you won't, home is home, and you'll miss it, no matter how much you disliked it to begin with. I love Taipei, but I love San Jose, no matter how boring, how uneventful the city is. I love it because it's home. After being away for four months, I would not be the least bit surprised if I burst into tears when I land, I miss home so much. And to heck with what I thought beforehand, I'M GOING HOME. I'm going home in two weeks. I'm going home in TWO WEEKS!