Another senseless casualty: coronavirus robbed me of my white girl study abroad experience

If you hadn’t noticed already, we’re all home now. And while you’re a bit mopey because you ~won’t get to spend your last semester of college with your friends~ and that you’re ~entering a workforce propped up by a crumbling economy~ or whatever, SURPRISE! I’m here to invalidate your feelings because I have it objectively worse. 

We really don’t talk about privileged white people enough, and so I’m bravely stepping forward to tell my story. Let me set the scene. I was literally. in. Europe. I walked to class every day on cobblestone sidewalks and got cigarette smoke blown in my face but, like, in a sexy way. I could say, “Oh yeah just popping over to Austria for some groceries!” and people wouldn’t even look at me that weird. Actually, they wouldn’t even look at me. For real. Europeans hate eye contact. 

But back to my harrowing ordeal. One day when time still existed I picked up my phone, which was in military time because, again, Europe, and I went “Oh wow! It’s 19 o’clock!” Then I remembered that 19 isn’t a real number and I went to my calculator to subtract 12 because I can’t do simple “maths” in my head. 19 is 7pm (FYI), so it was dinner time. As I was walking to dinner I saw that Europe was closed for business. And I was all like, “Wait! I’m in Europe! Studying abroad! I’m studying abroad in Europe! Europe is where I am currently studying on my semester abroad! Y’all can’t slowly descend into chaos!” But they did anyway. What a complete and utter disregard for my needs. So much for socialism, am I right folks?

So I was sent home without ever taking a single nice picture of photogenic food. Or doing a quirky pose with my quirky friends in front of the Eiffel Tower. Or getting caught in an international money laundering scheme. I’ve come to the sad realization that coronavirus was a conspiracy by the Deep State to rob me of this opportunity to spend my parents’ money in a slightly different country where it was legal for me to get trashed on a Tuesday night.

On a more serious note, I want to take this time to post photos of my time abroad. What screams “I have been changed forever” more:a grainy zoomed in pic of a random tower or some potato dumplings?