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I'm leaving for Italy tomorrow morning. I think I'm getting more and more excited for it.
I got food poisening on Saturday night and the past 36 hours have been pure hell.
I basically had to drag myself out of bed to go to Sammy's piano recital.
Which was, as expected, completely amazing. There is no doubt about that.
I'm feeling much much better now. But I won't be eating banquet food for a very long time.
So today is dedicated to packing. Which I really am not looking foward to.
I wish I had gotten at least a little bit done so I could go out today. This is worse than Nationals.
The last time I went on vacation, things had changed when I got home. Drastically.
Not trying to sound dramatic, it's just that's crazy. haha
I'll see you all in July. That's so long from now.
I'm going to Italy. I'm going to Venice. That's my dream.