10 October 2009

Not in Chicago Anymore.

The moments it becomes the most obvious:

-When your principal shows up to school in a shirt that says "The Shit Factory." To work with preschoolers.

-Attempting to take part in your favorite candy... then realizing you can't afford it. (A bag of small peanut M&M's cost 2.60 euros (about $5)...)

-Waiting 20 mins for the next elevator, because the first one couldn't fit more than 3 people.

-Becoming an expert at ignoring people. And by people, I mean men.

-Getting hungry at 1 o'clock, then realizing everything is closed.

-Eating something that appears to be a sushi roll... and later finding out it is dried pig's blood.

-Mastering two words: si and no.

-Meeting up with friends at 8. Showing up at 9. I'm on time... /early?!?!

... To name a few. More to come.

1 comment:

  1. REBECCA'S not in Chicago anymore:
    Lola's gone, coffee maker is boxed up, goat cheese was thrown out (gross!), Special K cereal got stale and was tossed, coffee aroma no longer lingers, the dryer is empty, shoes and cups are in their place, lights are off, hand-weights are in their tower, diet coke never diminishes, echoing laughter is silent, BUT... MEMORIES ARE INDELIBLE!

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Lately.