It is currently Saturday morning and I am officially done with my first week in the beautiful city of Florence! Just like any other week, this one was filled with its fair share of ups and downs…
First of all, my luggage came! Hallelujah, right?! It was sitting in my room when I got back from Rome - can you say best welcome home present ever?! Now I can finally wear something other than jeans, boots, and a jacket - well I probably will still wear that, but now I can just incorporate more variations of it into my wardrobe.
Monday was the first day of school - ew, right? Anyways, I wasn't too bummed about it because I only had one class that day - or so I thought. After my Italian class, everyone else was going about their days going to class and what not while I on the other hand was just hanging out in my pensione, napping, catching up on some shows, etc. It was a glorious day…until later that night…
At dinner, my friend Emily turns to me and goes, "Julie, you were supposed to be in some of my classes today… Where were you?" Um, what? I asked her what she was talking about since my schedule said that I only had Italian that day. At that point, everyone at the table just looked at me and started laughing. Great, I love being the center of a joke - especially when I don't know what is so funny… Another girl at our table asked me what week I looked at when I got my schedule, so I told her that I obviously looked at the current week at which point everyone started laughing - again. My roommate turned to me and explained that Gonzaga in Spokane doesn't start school until Tuesday so I was supposed to check the next week's schedule to see my real schedule for the semester. How on earth was I supposed to know that?!
Good one, Julie. First day of school, skipping two of your three classes. Starting off the semester strong.
Oh well, life will go on. I emailed my professors and explained the situation and they were both understanding, so if they can forgive me for my stupid mistake, I guess I can too. After that, I managed to make it to the rest of my classes for the week and stay awake - which is something to be proud of considering one of my professors literally looks like he is sleepwalking and talking when he is teaching. Whatever. All of my classes this semester are pass/fail, so I'm not too worried.
Besides the school aspect, this week was pretty average - filled with home cooked meals, homework time, and the casual booking of country-hopping flights.
I know that it's hard to sense when I'm joking through reading a typed blog but nothing about booking country-hopping flights is average. This is literally such a dream. I constantly have to pinch myself to convince myself that this is reality - either that or look at my bank account which is sinking faster than an anchor. Besides having the average panic attack about my quickly approaching poverty, I really am so excited about my upcoming adventures. This week alone, I booked a trip to Paris for my roommate's birthday and bought a ticket to see Beyonce in Dublin for Spring Break - is this real life?!
Along with buying tickets for future adventures, I also had to buy some school supplies at the 99 cent store. Now, you are probably thinking, "what is so noteworthy about going to the 99 cent store?" Well, besides the fact that I am in Italy so everything is noteworthy, there was also a few noteworthy items to be mentioned. Well, by a few, I mean a few items of the same type - porn. Yes, you read that correctly, there is porn at the European 99 cent store - boys try to contain your giggles. My roommate and I were innocently looking for notebooks when we stumbled across "porn notebooks"… Needless to say, we stuck with our cartoon animal notebooks.
Anyways, the weekends here are meant for traveling and exploring, so yesterday, a group of friends and I went to the magical city of Pisa! Just to let you know, I am totally kidding when I say magical… Pisa is probably one of the most underwhelming cities in Italy. The only thing that the place has going for it is - you guessed it - the Leaning Tower of Pisa. My friends and I spent six hours taking stupid pictures with the tower and walking around in the pouring rain trying to waste time until our train came. All of us agreed that we were glad we went - because I mean, we couldn't leave Italy without a leaning tower pic - but we don't ever need to go back…ever.
Now it's time to get out of my room and go explore the city I will be calling home for the next few months!
Ciao for now!
Sincerely yours,
Just Another Original
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