I was able to, however, buy a piece of bread to add to my crouton-like bread collection, with which I will flavor with Dulce de leche liqueur because that is all I can find in this house to eat besides raw flank steak - which I'm hoping we will eat tonight.
Should have bought my supplies yesterday - as in, I'm already paying people to feed me and yet I'm not getting fed and don't want to pay double.
And as my attempts were massacred by multiple outside factors, I decided to give up, and go to bed.
Can't even make coffee to go with my dulce de leche liquer because there is neither coffee nor milk.
I'm starving in Latin America. I would go to the McDonald's and get an egg mcmuffin, but I don't feel like walking 30 minutes as I have already walked 1.5 hours across this city.
Why is Latin America so difficult? I'm considering getting a boyfriend purely based on if he has a car or motorcycle and buys me food every day.
I get cranky when I'm not fed. And those of you who know me -- I'm always eating and stealing 3 meals worth of food from the caf.
Yes, I went by an outdoor patio restaurant and took the uneaten leftover sandwich from the plate as I walked past.
I give up. I have no energy. I'm going to bed. Please let there not be white rice for dinner. Oh, studying abroad, how you are such an "experience." Oh, I want to be an adventurer and travel the world, and I'd rather have less possessions so I can see beautiful places! Words of wisdom: sell everything and buy protein bars.
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