I’m bored 99 percent of the time, but it’s that one percent I live for. Few years back I messed up my arm snowboarding. I had to spend two grueling years with pins and rods and metal contraptions bolted onto my arm. No sports, no games, no fun. My crippled life style revolved around homework, sleeping, and counterstrike. When I got better I played volleyball on my high school team, snowboarded with my family, and went spear fishing with my friends. It was so much fun! I spent so long deprived of all the activities I loved and now I was free! It was time to live it up. From then on it was all about having fun. I took every opportunity to make more friends, meet new people, and try new things. I was fortunate to get all my school work done before this happened because I got into a great college. My high school senior year after I got accepted to UCLA is all just one big blur of the best time of my life. While normally a conservative shy kid, the frustration of being cooped up indoors for two years let me break free of my normal boundaries. I explored new things, broke out of my shell, and just let myself go. I came to UCLA with the mentality that I wasn’t going to waste it. I was going to meet as many people as I could and become the chillest person to walk this earth. I joined a frat my first year and just had an epic time. Why do I do what I do? Because I’m sick of sitting on the side lines when the games in play. This is my one shot to make the most of college. Why wouldn’t I do what I do?