Holy Roly, Me Oh My

Alright, guys. I'm heading home two weeks from tomorrow and I feel disappointingly apathetic. I love Sweden, so shouldn't I be a little more upset about leaving? Right now...I feel good. Fulfilled, is probably a good word. There are a few things I will have absolutely no problem integrating back into my life. Here is a list.
1) Sarcasm. Or maybe it's just my really bizarre sense of humor. Ok, there are hilarious Europeans, don't get me wrong. But it's impossible to count how many times I've tried to joke with someone (usually complete strangers), found that I was failing horribly, and then tried to backtrack by saying things like "Not that I'm a lesbian or anything" or "I promise I'm not really addicted to hard drugs". Again, I'm not saying Swedes aren't funny. I'm just saying I don't understand their humor...at all.
2) Frosting. Get this--Sweden doesn't have premade frosting. I first noticed this within days of arriving and have been mourning the loss since. I've had a pretty emotional month, and where was my jar of congealed sugary goo? Riddle me this, Sweden. How am I supposed to crush my emotions with calories if you refuse to sell my beloved diabetes-in-a-tub? They have this weird "make if yourself" shit. Do I look like I have the attention span to make my own frosting? Do you KNOW what happened the last time I tried to cook?
3) My dogs. Let's get real for a second...they're the greatest dogs in the world and I just want to lay on their stomachs and share intimate details of my life with them. If that's wrong, then I don't want to be right.
4) The spectrum of Oreo flavors. Double Stuf. The weird mint flavor. Different colors for Easter. Uh-Oh Oreos (which I'm not even sure they still make, but bear with me). Remember the Oreo DQ Blizzard Creme Oreo? The result of Dairy Queen making Oreos Blizzards, and then Oreo making an Oreo Blizzard Oreo. It's like inception, but with cookies.
5) My mom. I'm sure we all have "really cool moms", but you better check yourself before you wreck yourself if you think yours is "the best".
6) T-Shirts. I mean, I still wear them because I'm a slob, but I'm pretty excited to be around you t-shirt wearing bastards again. And flip flops. God bless flip flops. Swedes are way too well-dressed. I can't imagine waking up in the morning and not putting comfort as my number one clothing priority.
7) Everyone knowing the words to "Natalie's Rap". I'm convinced the entire United States knows and appreciates this musical masterpiece. Don't correct this misconception.

There's more. But it's really sunny and I can't concentrate and I have that new One Direction song stuck in my head, so my intellect is not really in peak performance mode. Stay classy, South Bend. See you in 15 days.

Also, here's a photo of my beautiful abroad friends. Representing Australia, Czech Republic, Belgium, France, Turkey, USA, Finland, Germany, Austria, Brazil, and Canada. I really do love these guys. Taken by Janna Lipiäinen!