I wish it was nice out! Alls I wanted to do was read my book in the piazza. But then the sun had to go away and it had to get super windy. Perfect for my flowy ballerina dress of course. Now I am sitting in my room feeling like shit. The coffee from Astor I am assuming and I feel bad that I am about to watch Greys during my last week here. I guess its better than being out wandering by myself. Who knows what kind of trouble I would get in to. I also should get better so I can rage tonight. I will attempt to go out for the next eight days straight. Do you think I can do it? I actually know I can't. I would die, but we will make that our goal and see how far I get.

State of the Union
In...
My big leather purse
Day dreaming about boys
Mozzarella baby
Rage

Out...
Small baby clutches
Daydreaming about food
Real baby
Staying in