Alright, so where freaking were we?! So as you know, I’m like totally Italian. Like my family totally used to own this place. So my dad wants me to stalk down my Italian cousins and shit. But no one has talked to them in like 7 years, so its mad awk. Also, I don’t speak Italian. So theres that.
Okay, so I know I’ve been joking around about my roommates. But they’re actually really cool. And they’ve pointed out… its me thats the problem. In fact, one of my roommates just said that when she has kids shes going to bring them to meet one of my other roommates to teach the kids how to be a free spirit. Then she said shed bring them to me to teach them how to get a thick skin. Since im a bitch. Uhhhhh Awk? Apparently you’re supposed to be nice to people when you first meet them and hold back snappy comments. Oops?
Okay, so Dan was all, “Do you miss America?” And I’m like, “Nah. I Miss Universe.” JK. I don’t miss America, but I miss my dog and like… people who know who I am. People there have NO idea that my apartment smells of rich mahogany. And that i’m a freakin big deal. PEOPLE KNOW ME, ITALY. I’M IMPORTANT.
UNRELATED. Last night I had a dream that I was trapped in an elevator with Bridget and I was so angry at her because she’s obvi a bitch. Bridget probably broke it. She was just making me angry about something but i would not stop yelling at her, and then I had another dream that someone was trying to kill me. But they were in my room, They like they climbed up my balcony. And I couldn’t get out of my bed for some reason. And my roommate was just watching. Its probably symbolism for how much i hate Bridget.
Oh, and I had my first test the other day on the mafia. And I totally won. That’s all about that. Kicking ass, taking names.
So, I got in like a big fight with Dan the other day over gelato. Btw, gelato may not translate directly to “ice cream gold” but it should. Its freaking awesome, and my favorite so far is hazelnut or nocciola (in Italian speak). Dan got mixes of flavors. And mango. Ew. I do not like mango. And i never get mixes. Idiot.
How did I not tell you guys about Cinque Terre? We hiked the mountains. SO MUCH FREAKIN HIKING. But the views were amazing. I went with 3 of my roommates but some of their friends came too. I know what you’re thinking… (Did I have to hire friends?) NO. JERK. So yeah, we left at 530am and got home at 9pm. We got there, hiked between all of the cities, ate some gelato, sat at the beach. Literally just did all the hikes in a row and like walked around in the towns in between. There are totally pics on my facebook.
Oh, so everyone. Make fun of Dan. In Italy, my male prof is named Daniele. And it totally sounds like Danielle. He keeps telling us why its pronounced differently. But come on. You’ve got a GIRL NAME.
AND IN QUICK SUMMARY. I was supposed to write a paper for my cooking class describimg what we ate when we went out to dinner as a class. Is it inappropriate to write that i didnt really care how the food tasted because i was already drunk off of wine? And THERE are mosquitos all over cuz its so hot we always have our windows and balconies open. And the beds here suck. they also only gave us 5 comforters for 7 girls. awk in the winter. BUT ITALY ITS AWESOME, I SWEAR.
❤ you guys.
The sun never sets on a badass.
Oh, and all you people, if we haven’t skyped recently (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE), I’m pissed at you. The people on chat roulette banned me for inappropriate behavior, so I need someone to skype with like woah. JK. Or am i? 😉