So my blankets fall off EVERY night. It is probably the most annoying thing I have ever had to deal with. I attempt to snuggle all up in them so they wont move, but somehow every night one blanket is laying on me the opposite way so my feet are exposed or the one big blanket I have has fallen off because it was so heavily leaning to one side. Anyways point of this rant is that I have tucked in my blankets underneath my mattress so the bitches cant move anywhere unless I say they can. I hate being so confined to my bed, but I guess this is what I have to do to tame the beasts. I shall report back tomorrow and let you know if my mission was a success.

Haven’t written in a while. I guess I have been too busy stumbling.

I guess I should tell you about Carnivale in Venezia!

It was an amazing day. The three hour ride there and back wasn’t the best, but hey at least we watched Half Baked and American Beauty; two fucked up movies about getting high.

I absolutely loved being back in Venice. It made me so happy remembering all the places that my mom, Katerina and I had been three years before. It was extremely crowded which I did not like, but it was cool to see people dressed up in amazing costumes from way back when and San Marco Square was transformed into a huge stage and an area for people to dance and parade around.

We walked around the countless small streets that seemed to be never ending each one with its own unique charm, until we would make it back to the square. Then we would start again but a different route this time.

I ate a huge doughnut ball and a square pastry filled with cream. Both fabulous.

We went on a night gondola ride, which let us see the true beauty and charm of the city without all the people, noise, and light.

We got lost multiple times and were afraid we weren’t going to make it back to the bus on time.

We all bought gorgeous masks. I searched for mine all day, couldn’t bear to by an expensive one (the only ones I liked) and finally at the end of the I found a huge white and rustic gold mask that’s was exactly what I had been looking for. It is a perfect opposite to my black and Swarovski crystal mask that I already have at home from three years ago.

Now that I have been to Venice a second time, my feelings of it are so much stronger. A city built on water is unique in itself, but then add the history, the charm, the friendly Italians, and the magic and you’ve got yourself your very own wonderland.

We got back to Florence at 1:30am and then proceeded to go out to Space. It reminded me of Space Mountain in Disneyland. Becky agreed so just take our word for it. Then went to Full Up. Back home by 6:30am. Frying up a grilled cheese by 6:40am and passed out by 7am. Details do not need to be included, but its safe to say that we probably shouldn’t have rallied seeing that we had to get up for the soccer game the next day.

Stadium and concessions sucked at the game, but watching the game was really awesome. I forgot how much I loved to watch them. We won of course.

This week has been a blur since Monday because every class we just talk about our midterm next week. I basically have all the answers to all my midterms, now the problem is to study the material. Easier said than done, especially while in Italy.

I did go to an amazing church on Tuesday morning, San Lorenzo. It was different from any church that I have seen in Florence because it was built during the Renaissance period. Instead of the church being really dark and gothic, it was extremely open and bright. Such a nice change and it made me feel so happy and the garden in the center was the cherry on top! Totally worth tre euro e cinquanta. In my night class we watched Food Inc. Bad idea. I have seen it before and every time I watch it I tell myself I am going to be a vegetarian because of all the awful things they do to animals. I literally cry probably five times whenever I watch it. Of course I have sitting in my fridge right now hot dogs AND salami. I mean I can’t let good food go to waste right? Ugh life can be so hard sometimes.

Today in Body Language we did some pretty weird exercises. One of them you lay on the ground and open up your shoulders and lengthen your arms. By the end both arms are the same length, which is pretty legit since no ones arms are ever really the same length. We did a lot of acting today and pretending to be characters, which was really fun.

Now since its basically the weekend (Italian doesn’t count tomorrow) I am going to watch more shows and eat the three different kinds of candy that are sitting in front of me as we speak.

All I dream about are paperclips and babies. What does this mean?!

Ramblings

Haven't gone out for three nights.. it's a weird sensation not being out when we should be. If we don't go out we stay in, sit in our beds, and are on our computers all night. Now which seems better to you? Ehhh... debatable.

Anyways Tuesday night was epic. Didn't leave until super late. That's how we roll these days. Went to a Jazz cafe, which was awesome. The music was fabulous and I loved just sitting there letting the beats consume me. Then we left for quite the opposite environment, Twice. Not our go to place, but it was in "our schedule". We met up with Morgan and she came with us. Then we randomly saw an old friend from high school. Then we met new friends from all over the world etc etc. Just a typical night in Florence. So of course the drinks were numerous, the dances we ongoing, and the fun was addicting. I had a yager (jager?) bomb for the first time, which was better than I thought! By this time the night was just getting ridiculous and by that I mean hilarious. Morgan has shin splints so she couldn't walk and Usher had to carry her. We met a man in a kimono who had no sense of humor. He was from New York and Kelsey goes, "we are practically related". All he said was... "not really". Douche. His name was also Stefano and I said we basically had the same name but different forms. What did I get? "Not really". Finally we walk home and guess who is waiting for us, Usher. We go to a secret bakery and actually walk inside the kitchen! It was so cool to see the dough mixing at 5am. We got mushroom turnovers and caprese sandwiches! SO YUMMY. Finally back home at 6am. You know, the usual.

The next day I went on this amazing adventure. First I was at the beach. Put my feet in the ocean then walked along the sand. Then I found myself at a forest and decides to walk through it. There were branches and trees everywhere I could barely get around! Once I got through that I stumbled upon a mountain. It was getting dark by now so I decided I better climb it. Once I was at the top I saw the sunset, which was was beautiful. Eventually I had to climb down, which was super scary and when I reached the bottom I was right next to a river. I crossed the river and at last found a remote town. No idea where I was, but what a journey I had.

You must think I am crazy to do all of this in one day... Try in five minutes. This was an exercise we had to do in my body language class. We put on the neutral mask and act out the journey I just described to you. It was quite a scary experience. Once again you are suppose to strip yourself and just be in the present, but for some reason I was not able to completely do that. The mask scared me and not to mention it was really hard to breathe while doing all those strenuous activities. I felt really emotional after I did it, but also so empowered because never in my life would I have dreamed that I would do something like that. I still have a long way to go to be neutral, but I am on my way.

Tomorrow is Venice Carnivale! Have to wake up early so I shall end here instead of going on with my meaningless ramblings. But wait, is anything I ever say meaningless?

Britney Spears' new video? No thank you. I don't think she should ever be seen in a wedding dress. We all know how that went the last time...Classy or Trashy?

Ending the night at 6am... on a Tuesday... as it should be... stories to follow tomorrow... don't worry nothing inappropriate, but always funny :)

Cant find a mailbox in this city!!!! I guess no one is ever getting my postcards filled with so much love. Maybe I should just tie them to a balloon and hope for the best?