- it’s very easy to get lost
- it’s even easier to get lost when you are brown out drunk at 2am
- drinks in the american bars/clubs are mad expensive, pregame before you go out
- i suck at speaking new languages
- i randomly can speak spanish when i’m drunk
- i cannot speak italian when i’m drunk
- i can kind of understand italian when i’m sober
- not having heat in my apartment sucks just as much as it did in white hall
- it’s hard to communicate with everyone back home because there is a 6 hour time difference to the east coast and a 7 hour time difference to my family. so its either really late at night for me or really early in the morning for them when we can talk
- i kind of really love it here :)
My usual random tumblr-ing will resume when classes start Monday, as well as more stories and pictures.
