Day 12: A Short Pessimistic Post

I have been having stomach problems ever since I got to Budapest. I don't know if it's that the cuisine is so different that my digestive system is in shock, or if it's a consequence of the stress of trying to acclimate quickly to a new environment, but today, I had to stay at the apartment because my stomach felt like it was going through a shredder. On the one hand, I am somewhat glad to have a break from a 7-hour day of language. On the other hand, my stomach is absolutely killing me right now and, because I missed school, I have 7 hours of Hungarian to make up for tomorrow. Can't it just be September 6th now? I want the math to start!