Who I am is determined by all the things that led up to this exact point. When I wake up, I am the same person plus one more day ahead of me and one less day behind me. Where, does not matter, I am the same person, and I am determined to change over time. Why does change come by slowly and not at the pace I want. I learned that sometimes wherever you run off to, mood swings like a pedestal (at least for me) most things are not as satisfactory as they should be. A missing factor is Kessly’s “highs and lows,” I feel like I am usually on a low and can’t seem to get out of it. Although I had never been to France and I had just arrived from Spain, I felt like I wanted to go home and have tacos. Familiarity is my comfort more than it is for others, but I am trying to extend myself to achieve unfamiliarity as much as I can flex my not so lumber mind. The world of social anxiety makes me believe that I cannot exist with others around me without thinking that they are against me, what do people think when they see me? Do my peers from St. Edward’s like me or do we have to click because we are in a controlled environment. The controlled environment being the same classroom, same teachers, same school, same language, and the difference is that I am me and they are them. We may come from the same university and the same country but that does not mean I will resonate with my peers, at least not all of them. If there is one thing I learned while being in France is that we are rude in the United States at least when it comes to greeting and acknowledging people who are doing us a service. In the US we are used to not saying a word, ordering and getting our requested items and leaving without having to interact with a hello and goodbye. We do not like to talk or have a long dialogue with service workers unless we reach out. France is the opposite and I appreciate them paying their servers minimum wage and not work for tips. Many culture shocks and ways that I feel the United States lacks in humanity and compassion for others, we do not like to help when we can, we do not like inconvenience, we are known to be loud and rowdy, we are not nice, and we are rather judgmental of other cultures. Their transportation system is something that I envy about France because we are forced to drive to places and nothing is in favor for public transportation or walking. One can try to do any of these things but it would be unlikely and illogical. The experience as a whole just backed the idea that no, the United States of America is not the greatest country in the world and lacks a lot of features that European countries have.