I cannot imagine not living the life I am living here in Florence. I have gotten so use to it and I don't want to live any other way. Of course I miss San Francisco and Orange, my other two lives. But this third life surpasses anything that I thought was amazing before.

Kelsey and I went out last night and had an amazing night per usual, but the best part was watching the sun rise of the Duomo at 6am. Truly magical.

Today all we have done is tanned on our balcony, read, and listened to music and I like it that way, with ancient tower houses surrounding us and the bell tower to our right.

It's a little something I like to call pure bliss.

About to eat at Obika with Katherine.... fresh mozzarella made right in front of you! Basically my heaven.

Albanians

My grandma told me to stay away from the Albanians before I left for Italy. But what if they won't stay away from me?

So tonight was the scariest night of my life. I saw my life flash before my eyes. Kels, Linds, and I were walking home from a club and these guys were yelling at us. They were saying "english?" "hello?" and trying to get our attention. I was in heels of course so walking slower than Kels and Linds. The one guy gets up right next to me and asks "english?" again. I say, "yes, I don't know you." Then they are all up in our grill so we cross the street and they follow us. The same guy gets super close to me and grabs my bag. The second this happens my instinct was to pull back (exactly the opposite of what they told us to do in orientation). I get my bag back and Kelsey pushed his super hard. Then we cross the street again because we were so freaked out, they follow us and are taunting us as we walk. I was struggling to keep up and then Kelsey yelled at me to take off my shoes. Now they were directly behind me laughing. Perfect. We hurry ahead and one of then comes up and puts his hand up Lindsay's skirt. By this point I literally think we are going to die. My heart is racing a mile a minute and we are all walking so fast so close to each other. I thought we should call the police, but lets be real they wouldn't have done anything for us anyways. They keep following and we were yelling "fuck off" and "get away" etc. I think this was a good thing because eventually they stopped following. They messed with the wrong girls that's for sure. Never thought anything like that would ever happen to me. So glad we are safe and alive. Obviously learned a lot of thing to never do again..
Never wearing heels again
Never walking home from a club that's far away
Never provoke Albanians
And always listen to my grandma

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

Its 4am. Way past my bedtime. I spent the evening catching up with old friends. I wont mention their names because currently they haven't shown they are worthy of being "spotted" in my blog if you catch my drift. Who knew after so many years it would be like time had never passed just laughing at old times. Or maybe they were just being nice, but really thought I was creepy for remembering all the weird stories that no one remembers? Either way I'm feeling great right now. Unfortunately this can change at any moment. I hope I can make it to Astor tomorrow without crying outside the Duomo... Oh boy sometimes I embarrass myself. That shouldn't happen.

I am holding my blackberry right now... It is really heavy. So strange but so right. Currently trying to charge it. I can't tell whether it is alive or dead.

I am so looking forward to the literal thousands of emails I am going to have. Not.

To be continued...

So almost had a breakdown walking past the Duomo today with my iced mocha from Astor in hand just thinking that in ten days I won't be able to walk past the Duomo that I have walked by multiple times a day the past four months. I mean maybe in the future when I come back and visit I will walk by it, but not like I have been. I will not be walking to my apartment where I live, which is so depressing. I was excited to go home a couple weeks ago, but now I really do not want to leave. I love it here so much and I will miss so many things. Lets make a list shall we? So I can get even more depressed.

Runs to Cascine Park and Michelangelo
The cereal
Going to Astor and getting bad coffee
Walking past the Duomo
Seeing David in all of his sexiness
Sunsets at Michelangelo
Random history lessons
Raging all day everyday
Then having the worst hangover the next day
VIP everywhere we go
Learning everything there is to know about Florence in Architecture
My best friends from Mexico :)
Being able to see Katherine whenever I want
Mozzarella literally all day long
Amazing food even from the grocery store
Fresh bread everyday
Walking around aimlessly and getting lost until I see the Duomo in sight
Tanning on the balcony
Being the only girls out and showing our legs (not always a good thing) as well as being constantly gawked at by guys (again not always a good thing) yet I still feel like I will miss it
Buying way too much makeup at Kiko
Going in to every single museum, church, and palace in Florence
Sitting along the Ponte Vecchio
Watching the sun rise at the Ponte Vecchio
Staying out until 6am far too many times
Lasagna at Pa's
Being my own best friend and learning a lot about myself
Learning how to cook
Staring out my window and seeing the Bell Tower

Stay tuned for more.. these are ONLY a few of what will be missed in this amazing place.
Thank you Florence, you have given me so much more than I could have ever known.