stranieri

i cried for like an hour yesterday pouring over things in my head.
14. i used to like the 14th, it was in the middle of the month, but it wasnt the 15th... it was even and divisible by 7, and by 2... and i liked that about it. i have probably the best photo ever up on my screen still, and i wont lie it isnt the quality it isnt even the size...its the content, across the oceans.

today i have to give my speech, in like an hour... and i dont really know what i am going to say at all. i decided to talk about cooking and how i have loved cooking since i was child... ahha we have to use passato prossimo and imperfetto in our speech, we arent allowed notes and we cant show pictures. this is going to be a miserable 10 minutes. because i dont really know how much i can talk about cooking in italian. i guess i can talk about how much i hated last semester not being able to cook because i lived in a dormitory.

oh well.

i am out of money for the month pretty much because i bought the bike... which now has air in the tires and appears to be keeping it, and my stomach hurts. and i am avoiding thinking about my presentation. maybe i wont have to go until tomorrow. that would be nice.. except i always go first because he loves me sooooooo much.