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Um so Italy is pretty great. Everything moves so slow but then you wonder where all your time went.
I don't really want to update for realz right now. I just don't feel like doing my homework quite yet.
I haven't been homesick since I was 12, but god damn I'm homesick now. It's gotten a lot better the past couple of days, though. I guess I'm not really homesick, just Patrick-sick. I miss him a lot. Lately it's been coming and going, like nausea the morning after drinking. Except the waves aren't as frequent and they last longer. I'm usually really good in the morning, but evening and nighttime is gross. I'm trying to just power through it but I still miss him a lot.
That's gross. But something I wanted to make EVERYONE EVER IN THE WORLD aware of. Because I know they care about that stuff.
Um a good antedote, though. We had a wine-tasting yesterday morning. So of course, I got drunk. I love being a light weight, two glasses of wine at dinner and I'm (apparently) red, giggly, and texting Jessy. So anyways, we had to go to the post office to do some visa stuff and we had to wait for a long time. I ended up just sitting out front and I passed out. By passed out I mean I took a nap but oh god I'm amazed I woke up when someone called my name.
So yeah I'm that classy girl who drunkenly sleeps in front of a post office at noon. YES GOAL ACHIEVED.
I don't really want to update for realz right now. I just don't feel like doing my homework quite yet.
I haven't been homesick since I was 12, but god damn I'm homesick now. It's gotten a lot better the past couple of days, though. I guess I'm not really homesick, just Patrick-sick. I miss him a lot. Lately it's been coming and going, like nausea the morning after drinking. Except the waves aren't as frequent and they last longer. I'm usually really good in the morning, but evening and nighttime is gross. I'm trying to just power through it but I still miss him a lot.
That's gross. But something I wanted to make EVERYONE EVER IN THE WORLD aware of. Because I know they care about that stuff.
Um a good antedote, though. We had a wine-tasting yesterday morning. So of course, I got drunk. I love being a light weight, two glasses of wine at dinner and I'm (apparently) red, giggly, and texting Jessy. So anyways, we had to go to the post office to do some visa stuff and we had to wait for a long time. I ended up just sitting out front and I passed out. By passed out I mean I took a nap but oh god I'm amazed I woke up when someone called my name.
So yeah I'm that classy girl who drunkenly sleeps in front of a post office at noon. YES GOAL ACHIEVED.