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Flight path from Kuala Lumpur to the northeastern U.S., showing a 1 day 3 hour trip.

When I first arrived at Dartmouth, one of the biggest adjustments I faced was simply being away from home. I moved from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, where I had lived since the age of five. Although I traveled frequently growing up, I had never been apart from Malaysia or my family for more than a month at a time. Suddenly, I was living on the other side of the world, in a place where everything felt unfamiliar.

Navigating that distance was tricky at first. I felt disoriented and uncomfortable, almost like I had been dropped into a world that looked nothing like the one I knew. The time difference made it even harder to feel connected. Calling my parents wasn't as easy as fitting in a quick chat between classes; sometimes the only overlap was early in the morning or late at night, when one of us was exhausted. And unlike friends who lived a few hours' drive away, there was no option for me to "pop home" for a weekend visit—that physical separation made me miss home even more.

But little by little, I found ways to make the transition feel less overwhelming. One of the most important things I did was avoid bottling up those feelings. Instead of pretending I was fine, I opened up to my friends. To my surprise, many of them were going through the same thing. Even if they had grown up much closer to campus, the shift from home life to college life left them feeling homesick, too. We started talking about the little things we missed, like family meals, favorite local spots, small daily routines, and in sharing those stories, I learned so much more about their lives. What began as conversations about homesickness turned into connections that made me feel less alone.

Three friends smiling on a sunny boat ride with a lake and trees in the background.
Spending time laughing with friends!

Cooking also became a source of comfort. Back home, it was something I did often with my family, so bringing that part of my routine into college helped me feel grounded. I cooked foods from my culture, like Japanese curry and Nasi Ayam, not only because they reminded me of home but also because they gave me a way to share that piece of myself with friends. Sitting together over a meal I had made felt like building a new version of home, one that traveled with me.

Two bowls of rice with stir-fried vegetables and meat on a wooden table.
Malaysian Nasi Ayam that I made for my friends!

Over time, I realized that missing home is a universal part of moving to college. Whether you are coming from the other side of the world or just a few states away, change can feel unsettling, and that's okay. It doesn't mean you're not ready, or that you won't eventually settle in; it just means you're human.

So if you're about to make a move like this, don't be scared to take the leap. And don't be scared to feel a little melancholy at times, either. Being away from home can be tough, but it can also bring new friendships, resilience, and unexpected ways of carrying home with you.

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