Excluded By My Own

The first day of class is always the worst, which seat to take; who should you be when they do the infamous "Ice breaker". So starting class in another country was even more dreadful. As I walked in and looked around at the 30 so available chairs left, I choose my destiny, otherwise known as my seat for the next 14 days. I was excited to learn about wine and even more excited that it came over as a business credit. As I watched the girls filter in almost all of them had perfect sun-kissed skin, bleach blonde hair, and their love for Miami Gators. Me being a Long Island chick, I didn't possess any of these qualities. I still tried my best to make friends; I looked around for someone not talking about Delta, Beta, Pi. With no luck, I looked for someone from New York. I found one, Emily. She was actually on my flight coming to Florence. So I played nice in the sand box we had a couple laughs, we walked out of class together and I brought up it up. I should have never said it. Just a key point in life I learned that day is to never open your mouth and talk shit if you don't know that person at all! As I continued to tell Emily how I truly dislike (hate) Greek life and everything it has to offer. How I disliked majority of our class being that there all "bimbos". She laughed at some of the things I had to say, so I obviously kept rambling my mouth. She soon stopped me to inform me she was actually the founder of her Greek life in school.

For a second I wanted to crawl in a hole and die, not expecting that to happen at all, knowing that it’s not going to be a Forever Friend. Before I flew to Europe for my study abroad experience they warned us about the wonders of culture shock, but I think I had more culture shock with my own people. So take it from me, culture shock can happen at all angles, just be ready for it.