Still feeling unsettled

This Friday marks one month since I arrived here in Monterey. Can you believe it? I sure can't, and I'm the one living it. I don't know where the time has gone, and I still don't really feel like I'm settled in. I think a lot of it has to do with the Abominable Spanish Class that has taken over my life. I haven't been cooking much, and doing so seems like such a chore. I haven't been going to the gym (again, a chore), and I haven't been doing anything else that resembles a routine. I might as well be living out my suitcase some days. 

I'm also still struggling with my social awkwardness. Have I become that person who takes the joke too far? Who takes something funny and makes it unfunny in one fell swoop? Who says things that are unintentionally insulting? It seems like by the end of every day I've said something in an effort to be funny, charming, or self-deprecating, and it's come out all wrong. I can't tell if I'm just being overly critical of myself because I'm feeling so out of place already or if, because I'm so nervous, I really am offending the people I'm trying to be nice to. 

Remember when I said I felt like I was going through puberty all over again? This is what I was talking about. I remember feeling/being this way when I was in high school. I think I became more likable and socially successful after that time, but that's only because I didn't say much at all. Now, I'm back to that phase where you get all or nothing from me. I'm still searching for that balance, but it's even more difficult to be balanced within when everything outside is unbalanced too.