but i wish i werent. nothing good has happened since i got home but a letter from eleanor which reminds me she still isnt home. right now i could just die and go to stockholm.
sooooo had the same feeling when i came back from moldova/rome. i couldve stayed there forever. i felt so needed and wanted in moldova. and in rome its like mind-blowing that youre walking the streets and then theres a 2000 year old building right in front of you that the romans(the smartest people alive, minus the lead pipes idea) built. walking on the same streets, standing on the same floors, touching the same walls that they did. then i come home and my family's like we hate you why did you come back? which is why im goin backpacking through europe (mainly rome) one summer. im gonna have to brush up on my italian or french though.
actually the high calcium content in the water kept the lead pipes from causing any problems. it was the lead in make up and used as sweetener for wine that did the harm.
where's eleanor at?? dammit. AND YOU DON'T CALL ME..sometimes i think you are avoiding me..IS THIS TRUE?...i want answers and i won't hesitate to shoot first then ask questions after ive wasted a couple rounds.
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