let's be honest

i love my sister more than anything, ever. no, seriously. more than you. (see comment 2, 11.23)

thanks for the words of love, butt monk, i've missed you more than sweets (as our dear friend congo used to say) and will be home to offer any worthy advice i've got stowed up in here.


on another note. am obsessed with a boy here. it's way seventh grade of me, but what can you do. it's italy. it's over in 4 days.

just finished my italian oral final of explaining a foto to two professors, went ok, although foto was of me and "the cult," my camp buds, and i dont think the italians truly understood what was going on, what with the candles, lack of smiles, and hint of child sacrifice in the air. a-fuckin-+ is all i've got to say.

will miss kids here. gonna have to gather contact information. feel like i'm at summer camp or boarding school or vacation. will be like a freshman again next semester when all the newbies arrive...

2 papers due in 8 hours... can i kick it? (yes you can). over and out.
emilia-clara

take me home tonight

it's time. i've been here awhile and it's just time. never thought i'd say i missed baltimore. i don't particularly miss much about baltimore, just kinda my fam and my bed. i've felt like i've been in a hotel for 4 months and it's getting tiring. living in maria lara's basement apartment is getting way old. the food sucks and everything smells like poopy caca. will miss the kids though but am psyched to meet the second semesterers. it's like being a freshman all over again. or summer camp. was sick last week and as i hung my head over the italian toilet bowl i just wanted to scream mommmmy like i used to when i was little and moan in her arms as she tucks me into bed with a cold wet washcloth on my baby head. thanksgiving was remarkable. in fact, i had two. one on friday night too at my brown uni friend josh's apartment with his italian family and more wine and such. and a sweet apple crumble. it was good cause i was afraid i'd be way homesick since i was without fam on thanksgiving.

am worthless. still a lot of sights to see in dear firenze and only 2 weeks to see them. well, and next semester too but i'm a procrastinator and am concerned i'll just forget everything. went to mass tonight. sundays are worthless so if i get out to mass i feel like that makes up for something. i like hearing loads of italians chanting about gesu cristo in italiano. and i mumble the prayers in english. it's whack but cool. off to pizza. ciao for now.