Serious Post.

So my dad got me this cute little portable radio that I can carry around with me (ever hear of an ipod dad?) and it made me realize yet another problem being abroad has caused; coming home, I'm not going to remember any of my favorite stations. Do you have any idea how frustrating that's going to be? I'm going to want to hear Rihanna finding love or my girl Kelly getting stronger or just some classic Black Eyed Peas (l'chaim!) and I'm not going to know which station to go to. That brings me to the theme of this post; abroad is super hard.

All you people who think being abroad is just some walk in the park, I've got news for you: it's not. The other day I was trying to get some food and I ordered a vacsora. You know what I got? I can't even explain it, that's how bad it was. I mean, I know I'm on a diet and everything but if I were home I would totally splurge and get like, Chicken McNuggets or something. You have no idea. 

Also, hello...abroad? Have you ever heard of cell phones? Because this black-and-white lump with keys is just about good for nothing. All it does is call and text. Seriously? I remember my first cell phone. It doesn't even take videos so I can't document all the cool stuff I want and I can't upload it all to facebook. What's the point of even having a phone, am I right?

My classes are super hard but so dull. The other day, my instructor started off by saying (in the local language) that this was all post-grad stuff he was about to teach us. It's an introductory course! Unbelievable. Plus, I hardly ever get homework, so I can't practice the stuff I learn in class once I get home. It's so unfair. I'm going to fail everything and then it's goodbye college. It's so hard to stay awake in these classes, one because I'm usually so tired from staying up late being crazy and two because it's like they're speaking another language to me :-D