negramaro
(in barcelona)
i was thinking to myself the other day, "when did the question 'what do you want to be when you grow up?'" change to "what do you want to do after you graduate?"
scary.
i have two and one half weeks left in italy and as far as i can see they will pretty much be chaos and hell. it is the end of the term and no matter where you go (even abroad) end of terms are hell. the other day i really, really wished that i could click my heels and go home. i wished that i could walk out of my apartment and end up home with finals finished, suitcases unpacked and goodbyes said.
i am more stressed than i have been here and as a result, i am homesick. i just want my mom's meatloaf and "talk soup" to be on the tv. i know its sappy, but, its true especially since the one-year anniversary of my grandpa's death is coming up and i am not sure how i will handle it. i will either be okay that day or a vegetable. we'll see.
after finals are over, i will have two days to enjoy florence and then i will have to bid "arrivederci!" strange how time passes so quickly, and yet, my first week in rome (january 28th through february 4th) seems so long ago.....