Aug 19, 2006 03:58
so... i have exactly one week left until i go home.. sad because this is such a beautiful place and its basically paradise, except no one speaks english fricken sucks tho. im not gonna lie, i had a great image of how my vacation was gonna go i was gonna meet a nice looking italian boy, he was gonna whisper some italian-y things in my ear, i would fall madley in love and be heartbroken when i left. well.. i did meet an amazing italian boy, altho he does speak italian no whispers, i kind of did fall madly in love and i am heart broke, cause he fucking brings his little italian girlfriend that he 'broke up with' practically right in my face and holds her and kisses her and than has the nerve to ask me in his adorable italian accent, "Bre, whats wrong" UGHHHHH so now i have a week, and i will spend it more than likely alone like i have for the past 4 that i have been here.. then when i get home, bet you 10 dollars that the guy i had fallen in love with so quickly will want nothing to do with me, leah and patrick will be gone, and julie will probably disown me, so now with these great images in my head, i think im gonna go dig a hole on the beach until i reach satan and maybe he will take me, or my luck, he too will disown me
666 death death dea- who fricken cares