I'm in Italy!
This is tough because I thought of some things to update about but I was just talking with my Canadian friends here (One I know from school, two who live in my house and we met here), and now all I can think about is how I think they're stupid assholes and I'm really bad at maintaining friendships. OK I'll try to let that cool off and stick to my guns and update about my big trip!
Coming to Europe
Flying across the ocean is a huge pain in the ass! My flight was out of JFK at 5:30PM and I
I can't stop thinking about those stupid assholes! The one I came here with, Laura, we have to drop off some stuff at the post office for our permits of stay. We were all in the computer lab and then Laura, Laura (yeah it's the other one's name too), and Daniele went to see if they could find the guidance counselor while I got something photocopied and ate lunch. We said we'd meet back at the computer lab (which is in the same building as the guidance counselor, I think). Ughhh, I've put a big burden on myself to build a case that I'm not the one who's a stupid asshole here, and frankly I don't think I'm up to the task. Laura2 (the one I met here) called into the doorway that they were back and were leaving. I started to yell something back then got up and met them in the entrace. I asked Laura1 if she was going to the post office and she waffled a little and said "Do you think we'll even make it in time?" and I said Yes it is open until 7 (it was 4 when this happened) and she waffled some more and said "I think I'll go tomorrow" and this strikes me as an extremely stupid thing that an asshole would do because to my knowledge we're doing shit-all today and this thing that we're mailing out is technically something we need to do within 8 days of arrival, and FURTHERMORE from tomorrow to Sunday there is a gigantic festival in town during which it will be stressful and impractical to walk to the post office which will probably be closed because everything is always closed in this country when there is the slightest excuse. Here's a popular excuse to close a store here: "It's 11:30AM and I'll come back at 4PM." So what will they do when there's hundreds of tents and massive crowds of people in every thoroughfare of the city?? And may I reiterate that nobody goddamn wants to walk through that all the way to the post office tomorrow, you stupid fucking asshole!!!
Anyways Italy is beautiful and I look forward to seeing more of it and failing to describe it in my Livejournal because I'm too preoccupied with moronic interpersonal stuff that even I have no interest in reading.
IN CONCLUSION:
-Everybody drives a small car, or else a station wagon. They're so practical, unlike all the fat greedy assholes in Amerika! Fuck you!
-All the streets are narrow and winding and people park on the sidewalk. The buildings are all old and pretty. I hope my vivid descriptions didn't disorient you when you felt like you were actually right there, looking at the pretty old buildings, then you realized you're just on your computer.
-Tons of people walking dogs!!! And weird dogs, too! Here's a list of dogs I've seen that you can research on wikipedia at your leisure because I'm sick of trying to do HTML on this monstrous Italian keyboard.
Borzoi
Afghan hound
Saluki
A greyhound that was probably up to my goddamn belly button
Schipperke
Welsh corgi
Dachshund
A possible dalmatian
Lots of awesome dogs I couldn't even identify, this place is great!
-Italian women are very beautiful! Like, I don't understand how a population can be this good-looking. There are handsome guys, sure, but in general the men seem like a normal mix of handsome ones, average ones, ugly ones with glasses and a t-shirt with a bad joke on it. Do only the attrative men reproduce? Are the attractive genes of the women so powerful that they override how normal all the guys seem? I can't stop thinking about it! I'm losing sleep! Every time I go out I'm looking around for ugly girls and I've only seen like 10 in almost a week here! It doesn't make any sense! Are ugly Italian women so ashamed that they never even leave the house? That would be so sad for them. Are people in America more average-looking because we're such a melting pot? Is there a country in particular that's spoiling it for everyone?
-Backtracking a little, my plane flew out of the sunset and into the sunrise, and both of them were very pretty. The whole time it was dark we were over the ocean, and while I'm a little disappointed I didn't get to see more of the ocean, I am grateful that it was basically only dark when there was nothing to see (IE the ocean). I flew into Munich and it was all covered in fog and it, also, was very pretty. OK I'm gonna wrap this up and forward it to a magazine for blind people because I think my descriptive abilities would be a great asset to them.
I'll try to write again soon, ciao ciao!!!
**EDIT** Two posts in a row that I concluded with a comment about wrapping them up. Have I stumbled onto a winning catchphrase, or what!
**ANOTHER EDIT**
I guess I should clarify that I'm looking for ugly girls because I am absolutely baffled by their absence here. I'm not sure if that's implied by what I wrote, and I'd hate for all those rumor-mongers to think I was up to no good looking for ugly people so I can yell at them and dump drinks on them and chase them into the river. Which reminds me, there's a river in Udine right across the street from my house and I can see it from my bed. I think it might be from the alps because it's an eerie shade of green that I've only seen in melt water, and if it's not melt water then I don't like my view as much as I used to.
Coming to Europe
Flying across the ocean is a huge pain in the ass! My flight was out of JFK at 5:30PM and I
I can't stop thinking about those stupid assholes! The one I came here with, Laura, we have to drop off some stuff at the post office for our permits of stay. We were all in the computer lab and then Laura, Laura (yeah it's the other one's name too), and Daniele went to see if they could find the guidance counselor while I got something photocopied and ate lunch. We said we'd meet back at the computer lab (which is in the same building as the guidance counselor, I think). Ughhh, I've put a big burden on myself to build a case that I'm not the one who's a stupid asshole here, and frankly I don't think I'm up to the task. Laura2 (the one I met here) called into the doorway that they were back and were leaving. I started to yell something back then got up and met them in the entrace. I asked Laura1 if she was going to the post office and she waffled a little and said "Do you think we'll even make it in time?" and I said Yes it is open until 7 (it was 4 when this happened) and she waffled some more and said "I think I'll go tomorrow" and this strikes me as an extremely stupid thing that an asshole would do because to my knowledge we're doing shit-all today and this thing that we're mailing out is technically something we need to do within 8 days of arrival, and FURTHERMORE from tomorrow to Sunday there is a gigantic festival in town during which it will be stressful and impractical to walk to the post office which will probably be closed because everything is always closed in this country when there is the slightest excuse. Here's a popular excuse to close a store here: "It's 11:30AM and I'll come back at 4PM." So what will they do when there's hundreds of tents and massive crowds of people in every thoroughfare of the city?? And may I reiterate that nobody goddamn wants to walk through that all the way to the post office tomorrow, you stupid fucking asshole!!!
Anyways Italy is beautiful and I look forward to seeing more of it and failing to describe it in my Livejournal because I'm too preoccupied with moronic interpersonal stuff that even I have no interest in reading.
IN CONCLUSION:
-Everybody drives a small car, or else a station wagon. They're so practical, unlike all the fat greedy assholes in Amerika! Fuck you!
-All the streets are narrow and winding and people park on the sidewalk. The buildings are all old and pretty. I hope my vivid descriptions didn't disorient you when you felt like you were actually right there, looking at the pretty old buildings, then you realized you're just on your computer.
-Tons of people walking dogs!!! And weird dogs, too! Here's a list of dogs I've seen that you can research on wikipedia at your leisure because I'm sick of trying to do HTML on this monstrous Italian keyboard.
Borzoi
Afghan hound
Saluki
A greyhound that was probably up to my goddamn belly button
Schipperke
Welsh corgi
Dachshund
A possible dalmatian
Lots of awesome dogs I couldn't even identify, this place is great!
-Italian women are very beautiful! Like, I don't understand how a population can be this good-looking. There are handsome guys, sure, but in general the men seem like a normal mix of handsome ones, average ones, ugly ones with glasses and a t-shirt with a bad joke on it. Do only the attrative men reproduce? Are the attractive genes of the women so powerful that they override how normal all the guys seem? I can't stop thinking about it! I'm losing sleep! Every time I go out I'm looking around for ugly girls and I've only seen like 10 in almost a week here! It doesn't make any sense! Are ugly Italian women so ashamed that they never even leave the house? That would be so sad for them. Are people in America more average-looking because we're such a melting pot? Is there a country in particular that's spoiling it for everyone?
-Backtracking a little, my plane flew out of the sunset and into the sunrise, and both of them were very pretty. The whole time it was dark we were over the ocean, and while I'm a little disappointed I didn't get to see more of the ocean, I am grateful that it was basically only dark when there was nothing to see (IE the ocean). I flew into Munich and it was all covered in fog and it, also, was very pretty. OK I'm gonna wrap this up and forward it to a magazine for blind people because I think my descriptive abilities would be a great asset to them.
I'll try to write again soon, ciao ciao!!!
**EDIT** Two posts in a row that I concluded with a comment about wrapping them up. Have I stumbled onto a winning catchphrase, or what!
**ANOTHER EDIT**
I guess I should clarify that I'm looking for ugly girls because I am absolutely baffled by their absence here. I'm not sure if that's implied by what I wrote, and I'd hate for all those rumor-mongers to think I was up to no good looking for ugly people so I can yell at them and dump drinks on them and chase them into the river. Which reminds me, there's a river in Udine right across the street from my house and I can see it from my bed. I think it might be from the alps because it's an eerie shade of green that I've only seen in melt water, and if it's not melt water then I don't like my view as much as I used to.