and wax nostalgic for a time less turbulent
i'm fucking going to italy in the fall for a semester!!!
i found out a few weeks ago, figured no post in such a long time, might as well gloat about it.
i'm proud of myself.
i set a goal first semester when fred told me he might take a few freshmen with him in the fall when he takes some sophomores, and i wanted to be one so bad.
and now, i'm going.
and i'm scared as hell about it. i keep realizing what it actually means... being in a foreign country and all... for about three months... washing my close by hand... speaking italian... meeting locals... making new friends... italian parties...
so much more than that.
so much art.
so much inspiration.
i can't believe i get to experience it all.
oh, and the people going on the trip from HAS... [yeah all 12 of us,] they seem fucking awesome.
ceremics, egg tempra painting, italian, art history... sigh.
about 2 more weeks of my freshman year of college, fucking insane.
i think i'm going to miss this year more than high school as a whole...
god, i've changed so much.
i found out a few weeks ago, figured no post in such a long time, might as well gloat about it.
i'm proud of myself.
i set a goal first semester when fred told me he might take a few freshmen with him in the fall when he takes some sophomores, and i wanted to be one so bad.
and now, i'm going.
and i'm scared as hell about it. i keep realizing what it actually means... being in a foreign country and all... for about three months... washing my close by hand... speaking italian... meeting locals... making new friends... italian parties...
so much more than that.
so much art.
so much inspiration.
i can't believe i get to experience it all.
oh, and the people going on the trip from HAS... [yeah all 12 of us,] they seem fucking awesome.
ceremics, egg tempra painting, italian, art history... sigh.
about 2 more weeks of my freshman year of college, fucking insane.
i think i'm going to miss this year more than high school as a whole...
god, i've changed so much.