Monday, August 19, 2013

Los Angeles - Day 3 - UCLA campus 1

UCLA campus was amazingly beautiful. During my visit, the only thing that I was thinking about was that I knew what I wanted. This university was exactly what I wanted to be in. Los Angeles was exactly the city that I wanted to live in. Feeling of happiness changed his place with feeling of regret in my mind after these thoughts. I knew that studying in this university might be very hard, but I loved it. I didn't even apply for it. Maybe god knew it better. What about Taylor? If she is exactly the one whom I love? If she never knew about me?



The multiple-store parking of UCLA reminded me living in big cities again. I didn't even need a car if I could go to UCLA. Public transportation was good in LA.









I went to a place that a police officer stopped me. He asked my identity card, and information about me and my home. He said that this place was restricted. I explained to him that there were no signs there. So, I didn't know that. The police is very weird in the US. They are magical. They can appear in any moment. It was less than one minute that I had taken that path.



I continued my path toward other buildings in the campus.



Finally, I got to Royce Hall. I couldn't believe it. When I was in Iran, I used to see its pictures; but now I am there, and it was for real. Finally, I walked in this hall. I knew that someday I would be here, but I didn't know that I would be a visitor, not a student.

An Asian girl was standing in the hall when I got there. I asked her to take my picture, and she did. I asked her to visit the campus together, but she was not interested. She said that she came with her friends, and they were waiting for her. It sounded to me that I need to be alone in this travel.


All places of the campus was very beautiful. I wish I could study here.



I really like this view. It was like the movies.




I saw almost all parts of the campus. I got to the store. I bought a UCLA T-Shirt to remember this day.


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