…I MISSED THIS!?!?!?!?!?
MTV TRL awards Florence, Italy (Taken with Instagram at piazzale michelangelo)
“My entry to win a free Canon 5D Mk III via @CameraBag 2 (http://bit.ly/cb2-5d) #cb2giveaway”
ciao, imbecili.
so i’ve been in florence, italy for the past three months. cannot really believe that. most people would think i’m saying “i can’t believe it” because that seems like a long time. incorrect. i feel like i’ve been here for a lifetime.
and i’m so happy, here.
this semester has been so, so, unbelievably revitalizing. i don’t really know where to start; every aspect of my life here is beautiful, full of color and love and life and energy. i’ve never been so relaxed yet so inspired, so reflective and so self-aware. i’ve never been so independent (besides sometimes feeling like i’ve regressed in age; my host family feeds me every day and i feel obliged to finish every last crumb on my dish - a dish i had no say over…difference is that this time, i like my peas and brussels sprouts (my god i go HAM for brussels sprouts). it’s the meat that gets me, now…)
so, i am in love with my life.
yet…as all things do, may 16th is approaching rapidly. my classes actually end april 19th, but i knew myself well enough in december, when i booked my flights - i’d want to stay a little longer. soo, i booked a flight home nearly a month after school ended. let me just remind you: i knew not a soul here, i forewent the georgetown program and chose to live in a host family and have classes with complete strangers…what the hell did i think i was going to do? but, again, as all things do - it worked out. venice, istanbul, greece, and amsterdam - here i come!
this was a lil general entry. i’m gonna try to - as this is all wrapping up, and seeing as my final papers and projects are approaching - write separate entries on individuals, specific aspects of my life here (aka procrastinate with things i enjoy doing more: reflecting on the people and things that have made this experience memorable, the little details that have been most important to me and have played key roles in changing me as much as they have).
for now, i’m just writing this down to remind all of you non-existent readers (aka only myself, maybe kelly :) ) that i’ve got some writing to do…writing i enjoy. stay tuned.
ps - imbecili? its italian for ‘imbeciles’…something my host family uses often when they’re annoyed at someone calling during dinner, or for someone who is annoying/dumb in general. i find it hilarious. giovanni, my host dad, uses it every other sentence. thing is, he’s really not that angry of a person.
goodbye, imbeciles!
pps - giovanni doesn’t know im home, in my room, which is conveniently located next to the kitchen. he’s washing dishes and just burped three times, each time burping and simultaneously saying the word “baccala,” an italian salted cod dish. yerp, very normal indeed.
When you think you spot someone cute across the room
…until you get a closer look
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chieftains + bon iver = the best early morning soundtrack you could imagine.
my new years resolution: go outside. Be indoors as infrequently as possible.
Red stripe and jerk chicken. O Jamaica.
"this blog. is so ridiculous.
it’s also a great break from “gli anni di piombo” that i’ve been writing about for the past two hours…"
- (via textsfrombennett)
i. love. big. cozy. sweaters.
(via the-golden-goddess)
yellow.
so i’ve started yet another blog. don’t know why i’m so convinced that i’m going to start keeping these up, but i really am this time. i promise?
it’s a food blog!!! i most likely will change the name to incorporate ‘cake’ into it to maintain the whole meemscakes/cheesecake theme (if i haven’t explained yet, my dad nicknamed me that when i was little. even though he’s stopped calling me it with age - a sad realization, now that i think of it…but i’m perpetuating the cycle! huzzah! in my own mind…i haven’t grown up yet, even if my pops thinks i’m a 21-year old or something krazy like that).
anywho. i’m sitting here in a restaurant/large dining hall-ish type place, where the employees have a love/hate relationship with me; i come very often, buy their foods and am super friendly…but i’m not gonna lie. i sample. i’ll have a little piece of watermelon while i’m walking around and building a heaping salad. and i’ve been caught a buncha times. but that’s okay! the inflated prices make up for all that i ‘sample.’
my point…this is my problem. i’m majoring in english yet none of my writing ever makes any cohesive sense. MY POINT: i’m procrastinating. thank you, tumblr, for helping me do so. and thank you, fred, for bringing over ice cream and keeping me company while doing so.
i doubt im going to get away with dees frugal food shenanigans in italy.
this is such an interesting post, i can hardly believe it.
