I used to be totally unable to do this. This caused me heaps of trouble in Hungary, especially when I first arrived. Though I've mostly blocked out the memories, I remember objectively that I spent most of my first few weeks in Hungary confused, stressed, and wondering what I needed to be doing and what could possibly be taking place around me. Of course, I adjusted. I learned Hungarian, I made friends, and Budapest became home to me.
A week ago if you had asked me what I learned in Hungary, I would have said things such as "independence" or "bravery" or "um... Hungarian?" This week, though, I had many questions for my new school. And I quite naturally booted up my email, and asked the questions. I didn't get every answer I needed, but I got some. I also asked for, and got, permission to stay in the school dorms when I first arrive to San Lorenzo while I'm looking for a flat.
It turns out I can learn. I feel pretty damn good about my newly recognized ability to ask for help. Thanks, Hungary!
And in that spirit, I address the cosmos and primordial ether: I need a flat!
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You will get a flat. I love you, Mom xo0o0x
"nincs mit." -hungary
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