I can't believe I'm actually here...
3 days into my trip I am left wondering... WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING!!!
okok, it's not so bad... I mean, not too many people my age can say they have their own apartment and are traveling to Europe. There are plenty of positives. I can travel, see the world; I am attending one of the best business universities in all of Europe; I am ensuring success in my career ( or so they say); and I am learning about myself. BELIEVE ME... only after living on your own will you truly figure out who you are and what you are capable off. There's no mommy or daddy to hold your hand.. and basically, you gotta learn to survive. Am I being too dramatical? Probably.
But I miss home. I know it'll get better... but damn it. 6 months is a very long time. I miss my boy, my friends... I'll miss my family in a week ( sorry mama) :) Its just hard to adjust to a new place so quickly.
Let me tell you about my first day here. I had a "Buddy" the university set up for me meet me at the train station. He is very nice actually. His name is Danny. He helped me with my suitcases ( which were ridiculously heavy) and we somehow made it to my apartment. He helped me get the key, set showed me around the building, and then took me to a supermarket called ALBER Heins so I could buy some bread, turkey meat, ketchup, apple juice, and cleaning supplies. As clean as my apartment seemed I rewashed everything. Had my little dinner... called home... and cried my self to sleep. Trust me... all the stress and worrying about missing a train or finding the right terminal wares you out. Oh and the COLD! OMG!!! I am cold at 80F but this is insane. In Paris when I arrived it was literally snowing and I was supposed to stay outside waiting for the train. You know in Titanic when Leonardo tells Kate that the water will feel like thousands of knives stabbing you because its so cold??? Yap... It's similar. ( WHAT! I like that movie)
Anyways... I'm here. Friday Danny took me to the University and we had our Orientation. I met some students who are doing the exchange and they seem pretty cool. We had lunch and then took a little water taxi on the River Mass to see the city. Then had hot chocolate in a famous HOTEL NY, and afterwards went ice skating. It really was an eventful day.
Then yesterday I was cleaning all day. Here is a before picture of my room.

Well... give me a little credit. I was tired and for the most part... It could look worse :)
With a bit more effort... this is what my apartment looks like now :
My grandmother would be proud!!
Anyways... I WANNA GO HOME>>> I WANT MY BABY>>> AND I WANT SOME WARM WEATHER... but it isn't going to happen. So here I am...
okok, it's not so bad... I mean, not too many people my age can say they have their own apartment and are traveling to Europe. There are plenty of positives. I can travel, see the world; I am attending one of the best business universities in all of Europe; I am ensuring success in my career ( or so they say); and I am learning about myself. BELIEVE ME... only after living on your own will you truly figure out who you are and what you are capable off. There's no mommy or daddy to hold your hand.. and basically, you gotta learn to survive. Am I being too dramatical? Probably.
But I miss home. I know it'll get better... but damn it. 6 months is a very long time. I miss my boy, my friends... I'll miss my family in a week ( sorry mama) :) Its just hard to adjust to a new place so quickly.
Let me tell you about my first day here. I had a "Buddy" the university set up for me meet me at the train station. He is very nice actually. His name is Danny. He helped me with my suitcases ( which were ridiculously heavy) and we somehow made it to my apartment. He helped me get the key, set showed me around the building, and then took me to a supermarket called ALBER Heins so I could buy some bread, turkey meat, ketchup, apple juice, and cleaning supplies. As clean as my apartment seemed I rewashed everything. Had my little dinner... called home... and cried my self to sleep. Trust me... all the stress and worrying about missing a train or finding the right terminal wares you out. Oh and the COLD! OMG!!! I am cold at 80F but this is insane. In Paris when I arrived it was literally snowing and I was supposed to stay outside waiting for the train. You know in Titanic when Leonardo tells Kate that the water will feel like thousands of knives stabbing you because its so cold??? Yap... It's similar. ( WHAT! I like that movie)
Anyways... I'm here. Friday Danny took me to the University and we had our Orientation. I met some students who are doing the exchange and they seem pretty cool. We had lunch and then took a little water taxi on the River Mass to see the city. Then had hot chocolate in a famous HOTEL NY, and afterwards went ice skating. It really was an eventful day.
Then yesterday I was cleaning all day. Here is a before picture of my room.

Well... give me a little credit. I was tired and for the most part... It could look worse :)
With a bit more effort... this is what my apartment looks like now :

My grandmother would be proud!!
Anyways... I WANNA GO HOME>>> I WANT MY BABY>>> AND I WANT SOME WARM WEATHER... but it isn't going to happen. So here I am...

2 Comments:
At 2/01/2006 4:10 PM,
Anonymous said…
dont' cheat..ur room is untidy all the time, we know :P
and u cant cook shit...ur food,
and not to forget of course: U SUCK :)
2 angry and dissapointed neighbours (student managers and the weird j**koff guy)
p.s.why u gotta lie
At 2/01/2006 4:13 PM,
Anonymous said…
we'll try to educate her.
leson one: Andrea Boccelli is not a small boy and budapest in is eastern europe not in africa
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