So there are these Italian kids everywhere. They are a pain in the ass. There are tons of them, they go to an English camp at our school, they live in the apartments by us, they hoard the sidewalks, I mean footpaths, and they don't know how to share. Plus they stay up all damn night making noise...I was woken up at 5 am by them STILL being up screaming outside, and since it gets light here so early, I could hardly fall asleep.
I'm tired.
I can't think of anything else to say, so I'm off to get a cappucino before my next class.
It's a long day again today, and will probably be another long night of hand writing a paper at home. The good news is that it rained a little, and the temperatures are cooling off a bit, but the humidity is just like home. No escape from that, I suppose.
There are a few new pictures up, and I will steal a couple more from the other girls, but this weekend I will probably be very snap-happy since it's the last chance to be a tourist.
9 days.
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I may have written it days ago, but the entire country of Ireland is still under attack by rude hoardes of Italian kids. I am thinking about driving a tour bus into them. The world would be a better place, trust me.
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