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So I just finished having my final class in Italy...it feels really really odd. This morning we had a party with my Italian class. And now I don't have to eat for a really long time. First my professor Isabella took us to the Oil Shoppe, which is this amazing panino place...then she took us to the best chocolate place in Florence, and bought samples of every chocolate they have for us to eat, and then she took us for gelato...I feel like I'm going to burst.
Now that the time has come that I'm actually going to leave italy, I'm starting to get really sad. I'm so finicky. But this feels like a home to me, and I'm used to living in a city, I can just imagine what Randolph and Selinsgrove is going to feel like.
But I only have to add the ending to my two philosophy papers, and then I have my Italian written and oral exam on Wednesday. So all that's really left for me to do is pack. which i hate to do.
but that's all that's going on in my life. and I really really hope I get my internship.
Now that the time has come that I'm actually going to leave italy, I'm starting to get really sad. I'm so finicky. But this feels like a home to me, and I'm used to living in a city, I can just imagine what Randolph and Selinsgrove is going to feel like.
But I only have to add the ending to my two philosophy papers, and then I have my Italian written and oral exam on Wednesday. So all that's really left for me to do is pack. which i hate to do.
but that's all that's going on in my life. and I really really hope I get my internship.