Which means, I feel sick. I had no indication of it... I slept well last night, but when I woke up this morning I felt awful. I was actually on the walk to class when the effort of it just made it turn around and go home. I spent the rest of the morning in bed and thought I felt better, so I ate lunch. I was wrong. I thought I was going to throw up. When trying to figure out possible reasons, I came up with the idea that perhaps eating more nutella in one day than I had in a month and a half was the cause.
The weekend was fun, but I don't really want to write about it today. I have to go to the library and study for my midterms and I don't feel good right now at all.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Super Rain
Tuesday night was the night of our dinner for our boys. We made the best dinner EVER. Well... maybe not ever, but it was REALLY good. Renee and I were going to make traditional stuffed tomatoes and tomatoes stuffed with goat cheese as an appetizer, but we made too much traditional stuffing first. So we made our tomatoes (a little heavy on the spinach, but good) and Pati and Gina made meatballs (so delicious!) and then Gina made a vodka penne with a rose' sauce. It was really delicious. Emily provided us with tiramisu for dessert. It was the first time I'd ever had it, and it wasn't too bad.
Renee and Emily had it out after the guys left though. I mostly ignored it and they went out with Alex afterwards.
Thursdays are awful. At least Thursday mornings are. I hate the first portion of my Ren Art class. She just talks at us and then sort of condescends on the ones who don't know what's going on. I think only myself and a girl named Sarah are art history majors and everyone else is just taking it. And she knows that. I didn't finsih the reading for this week, since she provided us with about 60 pages, and so when only two girls knew the answers she made some kind of snotty comment about how she now knows who does the readings. Whatever. This is the only week I've fallen behind, and the rest of us are in Italy. We've got shit to do.
So I was last by 15 minutes yesterday, because that's how much I hate that class. On my way to class, I just wondered if I should skip it. But I made it.
I like Ren Art when we go out to see the things. Yesterday we went to the Basilica de San Marco. I half listened to her and I half just talked with Jordan, who is really cool. The Basilica de San Marco was designed by Brunelleschi and it was the first church in Florence to be paid for entirely by one family. (Guess who - the Medici.) Yesterday was Brunelleschi's birthday, or something, so we got in for freesies.
Class was over and she wanted to take us to Orsanmichele. Since I've already gone there with my other art professor, Jordan had to get ready for his intership, and a couple other girls just didn't want to go, we left. We got lunch at Il Centro (3, 24€ for big sandwich and soda?? Sold!) and it was really good.
Thursdays would be a waste of life if I didn't have Cross Cultural Psych later. I always go to CAPA a couple hours early and do my journal assignment for our professor. Her name is Amy. She came over here 15 years ago to study abroad and she never left. I like her a lot. Yesterday I bought the new Builders and the Butchers CD off iTunes for 5 dollars! Not Euro, which was exciting.
We watched a movie in there called Stealing Beauty with Liv Tyler. It's a film by an Italian director, filmed in the hills of Tuscany, starring an Italian, American, British, and French cast. It was really artsy. I forgot how much I hate Liv Tyler. Especially young Liv Tyler. Ugh.
I made a cream sauce last night! Dinner was good. But afterwards Emily decided to have a serious conversation with Gina and I about all the tension. I didn't really want to, but I guess it was for the best. Afterwards we went out and walked around Florence. It was a nice evening.
Today in Italian it didn't matter that I hadn't done my homework because we went to the bar for lunch. It was good too. I got ribollita, which actually isn't that good. It's a Tuscan dish that means "twice boiled." You make a soup one day, with either acqua or vino rosso, and then you boil it agian the next day. You drain out the liquid and serve it like that. But I also got insalate de polpi, which was octopus and potato mixed. The octopus wasn't fried and the meal was full of flavor. Yum.
I also had my first coffee here today. I got a mocaccino and it wasn't too bad. I still probably won't start buying coffee though.
Pati, Emily, Gina, and I are going out shopping today. I don't care if I'm trying to save money, I am buying some new freaking shoes. My feet are always wet, my blue boots fell apart, my sperry topsiders are starting to hurt, and my boots with heels and my orthotics are only acceptable on certain days. I am buying new shoes.
It's raining really hard in Florence today.
Renee and Emily had it out after the guys left though. I mostly ignored it and they went out with Alex afterwards.
Thursdays are awful. At least Thursday mornings are. I hate the first portion of my Ren Art class. She just talks at us and then sort of condescends on the ones who don't know what's going on. I think only myself and a girl named Sarah are art history majors and everyone else is just taking it. And she knows that. I didn't finsih the reading for this week, since she provided us with about 60 pages, and so when only two girls knew the answers she made some kind of snotty comment about how she now knows who does the readings. Whatever. This is the only week I've fallen behind, and the rest of us are in Italy. We've got shit to do.
So I was last by 15 minutes yesterday, because that's how much I hate that class. On my way to class, I just wondered if I should skip it. But I made it.
I like Ren Art when we go out to see the things. Yesterday we went to the Basilica de San Marco. I half listened to her and I half just talked with Jordan, who is really cool. The Basilica de San Marco was designed by Brunelleschi and it was the first church in Florence to be paid for entirely by one family. (Guess who - the Medici.) Yesterday was Brunelleschi's birthday, or something, so we got in for freesies.
Class was over and she wanted to take us to Orsanmichele. Since I've already gone there with my other art professor, Jordan had to get ready for his intership, and a couple other girls just didn't want to go, we left. We got lunch at Il Centro (3, 24€ for big sandwich and soda?? Sold!) and it was really good.
Thursdays would be a waste of life if I didn't have Cross Cultural Psych later. I always go to CAPA a couple hours early and do my journal assignment for our professor. Her name is Amy. She came over here 15 years ago to study abroad and she never left. I like her a lot. Yesterday I bought the new Builders and the Butchers CD off iTunes for 5 dollars! Not Euro, which was exciting.
We watched a movie in there called Stealing Beauty with Liv Tyler. It's a film by an Italian director, filmed in the hills of Tuscany, starring an Italian, American, British, and French cast. It was really artsy. I forgot how much I hate Liv Tyler. Especially young Liv Tyler. Ugh.
I made a cream sauce last night! Dinner was good. But afterwards Emily decided to have a serious conversation with Gina and I about all the tension. I didn't really want to, but I guess it was for the best. Afterwards we went out and walked around Florence. It was a nice evening.
Today in Italian it didn't matter that I hadn't done my homework because we went to the bar for lunch. It was good too. I got ribollita, which actually isn't that good. It's a Tuscan dish that means "twice boiled." You make a soup one day, with either acqua or vino rosso, and then you boil it agian the next day. You drain out the liquid and serve it like that. But I also got insalate de polpi, which was octopus and potato mixed. The octopus wasn't fried and the meal was full of flavor. Yum.
I also had my first coffee here today. I got a mocaccino and it wasn't too bad. I still probably won't start buying coffee though.
Pati, Emily, Gina, and I are going out shopping today. I don't care if I'm trying to save money, I am buying some new freaking shoes. My feet are always wet, my blue boots fell apart, my sperry topsiders are starting to hurt, and my boots with heels and my orthotics are only acceptable on certain days. I am buying new shoes.
It's raining really hard in Florence today.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
I'm having trouble here. It's not working. I'll send a link to Chris and anyone else who wants to see.
Today I got a sandwich with trippa (lamb stomach.) It tasted like pure fat. It had a weird texture. I got it because it's such a Toscana meal. I had three bites and then I threw it out. It was also supposed to be spicy. It wasn't spicy, just red.
Yesterday my boots fell apart as I was walking around. My feet got really wet.
Today I got a sandwich with trippa (lamb stomach.) It tasted like pure fat. It had a weird texture. I got it because it's such a Toscana meal. I had three bites and then I threw it out. It was also supposed to be spicy. It wasn't spicy, just red.
Yesterday my boots fell apart as I was walking around. My feet got really wet.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Unicoop Firenze
A couple weeks ago I went to the grocery store to buy groceries (obviously.) The machine was giving me trouble. It wouldn't accept my credit card, which I tried several times. Then I tried my debit card, but that was also refused. It finally accepted my credit card. So I just found out that they charged me on both cards. I need to go to Coop and try and explain to them that they need to reverse one of the charges. How fun will that be? Little Italian combined with Little English = for the win. Er... not really. This is going to be awful. I might just go in with a statement already written and hand it over.
I have terrible shoes
This morning I woke up at 10:10 to go to the Basilica of San Miniato al Monte with Renee for a looking assignment. I put on my nasty broken blue boots because I didn't want to wear flats or heels.
We took the long way there and then we booked it up this freaking mountain of a hill because Renee had class. The church was dark as all anything inside and I had to find something to sketch for the assignment. I went upstairs and there was a Byzantine mosaic of Jesus as Prankrator (or something like that.) It was really dark, so I was having a hard time drawing it. Then the light turned on! It was awesome! I was getting such a clear view. After 10 minutes, the light turned back off. I went to see why, and it was because it costs ONE FREAKING EURO to turn the light on! WHO CHARGES FOR LIGHT?! So I paid it, didn't manage to draw anything, got frustrated, and went downstairs to draw a figure of Abel, which was in natural light, which is free.
On my way back, the sole of my boot fell off. Now there are rocks and water inside the boot and it sucks.
I also realized I'd forgotten my keys, so I couldn't go home to get my laptop, my homework, my lunch, and new shoes. Since I don't have my laptop, I can't start writing my looking assignment, which is due tomorrow.
The bus had 10,000 freaking 15 year old Italians. It BLEW.
Today could have been better.
I have class soon, but none of my homework, which BLOWS.
Tomorrow will be better. We're making dinner for the boys and Pati.
We took the long way there and then we booked it up this freaking mountain of a hill because Renee had class. The church was dark as all anything inside and I had to find something to sketch for the assignment. I went upstairs and there was a Byzantine mosaic of Jesus as Prankrator (or something like that.) It was really dark, so I was having a hard time drawing it. Then the light turned on! It was awesome! I was getting such a clear view. After 10 minutes, the light turned back off. I went to see why, and it was because it costs ONE FREAKING EURO to turn the light on! WHO CHARGES FOR LIGHT?! So I paid it, didn't manage to draw anything, got frustrated, and went downstairs to draw a figure of Abel, which was in natural light, which is free.
On my way back, the sole of my boot fell off. Now there are rocks and water inside the boot and it sucks.
I also realized I'd forgotten my keys, so I couldn't go home to get my laptop, my homework, my lunch, and new shoes. Since I don't have my laptop, I can't start writing my looking assignment, which is due tomorrow.
The bus had 10,000 freaking 15 year old Italians. It BLEW.
Today could have been better.
I have class soon, but none of my homework, which BLOWS.
Tomorrow will be better. We're making dinner for the boys and Pati.
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