Three days until spring break, six weeks of school left, and only ten until my flight home…
Today I lost myself in painting class...there’s something about painting that I love. I have my off days, but today I didn’t want to leave. Today I felt like I could stay in there all day. But I had to take my Art and Architecture midterm which ended up being all essays, which kind of destroyed my good mood, but I think I did pretty well. Grace’s Italian ragazzo (boyfriend) was at our apartment when I came back today and he was making fun of our food, so we got him to make us dinner…spaghetti of course. Nothing special, but it was good and probably had a couple cups of olive oil in it. They love their olive oil. I told him I have to make dinner Tuesday night for Carly and Alyson because they fed me last weekend, so he’s going to take me shopping and help me cook for them. I can’t tell if this is out of pity or if he really wants to teach us.
Grace, Hsuan Hsuan, Emily, and I met Francesco and some other Italian guys at a cinema tonight for a community production of Grease. In Italian. If I hadn’t seen Grease before I would have been lost, but it was cute. The cinema was packed so we stood and watched. I think you could kind of compare it to our spring musical at home. We knew a couple of the guys in the play, including Danny; Macerata is getting smaller…
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