If I were in Peking University, I would be mentally 10 years younger (or less mature). I didn't even live in school dorms because our apartment was so close that I just rode my bike to school everyday (and the school bed is literally a piece of wood too, no A/C.). Some of my friends drive to school.
Hong Kong is the first time I am on my own. It would have been all much easier if the following didn't happen.
Hong Kong is a very welcoming and international society outward. But among the HKU students in HKU halls, they have their own strict hierachy and fraternity. They scold at freshmen and some halls goes as far as the top level won't slap the third level students' face because theoretically, that defiles their hands. I cannot argue how democratic China was but I've certainly never had any of that. I did have much of the scolding but the amazon, my primary school teacher was paid to do that and does a much better job. I am way over that however.
Some of the halls have already been dominated by mainland students where such traditions certainly disappeared. The school administration realises that and the colonial traditions also seemed inconsistent with the image of Hong Kong. In my hall however, some of the students are adamant defenders of their traditions. Well, I can only say that's where the British put opium first and Lin Zexu (famous Tsing Dynasty Chinese government official. Famous for his patriotic acts and fighting against opium) had to fight the people to ban it.
I'll see how that goes when I return after my year at UCSD.
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