9 to 18. *I miss counted*

Photo Credit - me.
Of - my cat in my dresser.

Its acutally nine to 18 because its a week from Monday...I'm math dyslexic (self diagnosed) so its okay. Ummm we went to the American Girl Place, FAO Shwartz, The Apply Store, Madam Tussode's (I spelt that wrong) and China Town today.





I LOVE the American Girl Place. I really do. Its fabulous. I bought Cass her b'day present. (A little doll guitar and a super cute outfit.) And I picked up my birthday present from my parents, a ipod touch.





I also love how I'm sitting by a pool, in a bathing suit, in January. Yes, it's indoors, but I love it. I'm on my laptop and they're swimming. I don't really feel like swimming much. I'll probably put this away and go in, in a bit, but for now, I'm relaxing. My legs are sore from all this walking. They're tired too. One of the girls, Megan, actually asked if we could come back and take a nap. I laughed. And Alexia never saw snow until today...which depressed me. And she hates the cold. I had to buy her a coat because she brought this thin little windbreaker with her. And them all gloves and hats, because they don't sell them in California apparently. I actually yelled at them about not bringing gloves...I mean, who doesn't come to the northeast without them in the winter???





Anway, enough now. I'm going in the pool.

Shrek, the Musical

Okay...so that was honestly one of the most interesting things I've ever seen. It was really, honestly great.

But the whole time I sat there thinking "What the freak is wrong with the world that they would take an awesome ANIMATED movie and turn it into a play? And how the eff did they come up with music for it?"

I mean, The Lion King musical is fabulous. But that was already a musical in the movie. Its one of my favorite plays and one of the best out here.

It was great though. Go see it...but actually, there's better plays out there. Well...Hairspray closed...so there's not much. But yeah, it was fabulous. The girls loved it. I'll stop ranting over the ogre now.


So today, after I picked the girls up and made sure my mom got her car rented and played with Guytano (Tannie, who has gotten so big since I saw him earlier this month. He's almost a year now, and he'll always be spoiled. And he's already this gorgeous boy. He'll have girls chasing after him as soon as he can walk...oh wait, he already does).

Anyway, enough about the baby. We dropped their stuff at the hotel. Me and three ten year olds. They changed, and they insisted on getting lunch. So we did, and then we went to the M&M Store (its such a tourist trap, but its chocolate and its amazing.) And we paid for $10 bags of pink, lilac, navy and yellow candies.

Then we wandered for awhile, and then changed again. I gave them manicures and did their hair and make up. It was fun...until they did mine. After that, we walked north a few blocks and saw Shrek. We're waiting on a 30 dollar room service people right now, and they're watching HSM. They wanted to do more stuff after the play, but I refused. I'm so tired.

Anyway...that's it for tonight. Sweet Dreams everyone.

9 to 18. *5 guitars, an illuminated castle, and costume changes*

Photo Credit - Flickr.

Of- Taylor Swift.

So I woke up this morning and turned on the computer right away and refreshed the site I had up. This would be the news page of Taylor's site. There it was, the tour dates! So I scrolled down the page and looked. There's one at the Staples Center in LA (May 22nd) and there's on in NYC (Aug 27). I seriously was like so, completely awake and estatic. Definatly going to the NY on.....going to try to get to the LA one.

I promise you all, this is my last TS related post for awhile....

In other words, its lunch time and I'm waiting for people to come meet me for lunch. Then its to the hotel to check in then home to grab my suitcase and then back to the hotel to decorate the room. Finally to the airport at three to get the kids and the fun will begin.

Kill me now. I'm deading this.

10 to 18 *The Dance*

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars alone
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance
Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say you know
I might have changed it all
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance
Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I'd have had to miss the dance

By Garth Brooks. Oh, how do I love his music.

Ten days to 18. Sigh, so close. I have no plans yet. I really need to figure something out. Plan some sort of party...I'm a procrastinator on this type of thing.

I did go today and bought tickets for Saturday night for Shrek the Musical. I'm kinda scared...but Disney does great plays. And I also went and ordered a birthday cake for Cass. I'm really kinda scared about this weekend. Being alone with 3 10 year olds will be a blast. I'm planning on keeping us busy. Cass called last night and we made a list of what she wants to do. We've got a Times Square hotel. I'm not sure where the window will be, but I hope we get a view of Broadway.

Didn't excersice today. Too tired. I did have to go this morning and get bloodwork done. Something about being anemic when I went to have my physical last week. I get dizzy alot, and its definatly not high blood pressure, so they sent me to get that done. Not sure about that though...I doubt I'm anemic. Oh...and when I was out (slushy mess of everything...ruined my boots. They were only like 30 bucks though and the sole is starting to come off. So that doesn't bother me much.) I bought pink skinny jeans. Love them. They're a tad bit long, so I'll either fold them under when wearing, because I'm growing (yay!) or just hem them.

After that...I don't know. I have classes tommarow morning, then the plane lands at three. I'm meeting them there. So I can see my mom and Tannie.

I know how everyone enjoys my rambling, so I'll stop. Happy Thursday.

11 to 18. *A Complete Fan Freakout*

Photo Credit: SNL
Of: who else, Taylor Swift.

If you don't want to here another rant on how much I love this girl, then X out the box in the corner. If you do, however, read and understand why I am grinning excessivly right now.

This afternoon, I get a text from my friend. It basically said "Taylor Swift on Z100 at 4."

So I'm like OMG. I call there and they're like, oh you had to enter to win tickets to be here. I'm like, effin shit no. And they're like, you can watch online. So I'm like YES!

I make a username, log into the chat, and talk with all these people. She didn't come on at 4. She didn't come on until about...4:45. But it was so completely worth the wait. She said she was only going to 3 songs acoustic. She started out with "Our Song" and then someone told her she had awesome hair. Then that lead into (great) hair tips from Taylor. Note to self, don't brush hair right out of shower...it'll cause less frizz. Then she did "You're Not Sorry"...it was great. Then she asked if there were more questions. And someone asked about the tour. And she said "We'll announce dates in a couple weeks." and then some guy, I'm assuming her producer, hands her a note and she goes "Oh, I guess we're announcing them Friday." Then I screamed, like everyone in the room did. Then someone yelled who's the Stephen in "Hey Stephen" and she goes, "He's in a band that opens for me sometimes. We're just friends." Then someone yelled "PLAY IT!" So she's like, just the first verse. And then she played the whole thing.

I think I died right there. Just a little bit.

Then she did Love Story. And you know how she kinda isn't great live. She sounded as good or better than the CD versions. Which made me estatic. And then she signed autographs for everyone there (I hate them all) and then she came to the computer and did a chat. With us. With me. This was the icing on the cake. Someone asked when "Sparks Fly" would be on a CD and then she laughed. And...White Horse video in a few weeks....which was my question. I'm so freakin' original. Everyone was asking that.

So that's my story for the day. I'm so happy. Seriously. I don't think anyone but myself knows what her music has done for me. Its changed my life mostly because I didn't really listen to much music before I heard her's. And now music is my life.

Sorry for rambling. Yet again.

12 to 18. *Taygue*

K. That didn't make sense, but Taylor Swift is on the next cover of TeenVogue. Here's the pic. I like it. Her hair looks different. Blue is a good color for her. And I really, really, really am excited. I want the interview.



Anyway....Nothing new. I read the first two acts of The Tempest. And my lower body is dead. IcyHot patches are a good thing...great thing actually.

13 to18...I hate doing Shakespearre alone.

Photo Credit: Me
Of: world's fattest squirrel.
Where: NYC

Whenever I've read him for the first time, I've always been in a group. This semester, I'm doing three plays I've never done before...and on my own. Currently, it's The Tempest. It'll be fun, just because I love him so much .

Anyway. That's it. Nothing new today. No classes on Wednesdays and Mondays. :)

14 to 18. So much to do, so little time

Photo Credit - Me.
Location - you've got to know.
When - this winter.


I get the award for world's biggest procrastinator. I haven't done any homework, but instead spent the day making album art for the songs that don't have any in my itunes. I have sooooooo much to do. I am lazy. I have to get this done. Reading, Spanish verbs, and an essay on Pot.

15 to 18...My building.

Photo: Edward Cullen/Rpattz
By: Me with my phone.

I love it. It has a gym. And, for the...probably 5th time since I've lived here, I've used it. It wa fabulous. I did an ab work out, flowed by a 10 mile run. All before the wonderful hour of 10. Then I showered and met my friends for lunch. We then shopped for a tad...but me being tired, came back home early and fell asleep.

I'll be in pain tommarow...speaking of tommarow, I'm (hopefully) going skiing. But its worth the pain. I've noticed differences already. My abs are more firm, the muscle is coming back. I haven't measured around yet, but I'm sure I've shrunk.

I should also start working on upper body too. Get some arm muscle back.

The semi-answer to my problem....

Okay...so this fall, when I was talking to my counselor and was feeling much better and handled this all so much better, she mentioned the 5 stages of grief. I never really considered them fully until now. So. Let's review.


1-Denial. this happened before her death. I denied that she was only given a certain amount of time.

2-Anger. happened about an hour after the non-stop crying stopped. It involved screaming at random people and getting angry over everything about her.

3-Bargaining. Also happened before. Bargaining with the Powers that be, aka. God. about why this has happened to her and all other children, esp little children in general.

4-Depression. That definatly happened. You, reader, know that.

5. Acceptance. Part of me has, part of me hasn't. Someday (soon) it will happen. It needs too. Its only a matter of time. I know that the logical part of me haas accpeted it, but the irrational, stubborn side hasn't.


So that's the thought for the night. Opinions are welcome this time.

16 to 18. *Here's to the days when we were reckless teenagers*

Photo Credit...Kelli's brother, Ed.
Location: upstate NY
Who: from left to right, Me, Kate, Kelli, (in Ed's sweatshirt), and Ethan.

Location: Upstate NY....

When: Summer...06 or 07
Edited by Me.

Except for the fact that I envy people. Lets use the biggest example right now. The fact that I can't move one.


Let's take my friend, Kate, for example. Katiekins has accepted Kelli's death. So has Tabitha. They have moved on....strong, but remembering. So why am I still stuck in the past?

This bothers me so much. I talked to Kate about this and she said that she just knew it was coming and accepted it before it happened.

I guess what I'm saying is that I'm weak. And I need to accept this. I thought I did, but the other night, I just lost it completly. I should expect that every now and then.

*grabs tissues*

Sorry for the rambling...and please...don't make the comments a pity fest, please. I hate it when people feel sorry for me.

17 to 18. "I close my eyes and the flashback starts."

Photo Credit: Me, taken a few sprin/summers ago.
Location: If you don't know....I shun you

I spent the afternoon looking at pictures from previous because I started to forget what she looked like. And then I spent the afternoon remeniscing. I forgot how stunningly beautiful she is...or was. And entering the hole I was in...





I miss her. Why do such horrible things happen? I do know there is one postive thing out of this, I had to grow up. Both mentally and physically. And I'm stuck in this rut of great days and bad days and I really hate circles. Even though circles are good. They repeat things...good things and yet again, really bad things.





I'm okay. I know I'm okay. Please don't make the comments into a pity post....please.





Someday, I will get through this. I will grow up and remember her, but not get...bad everytime I do more than just think "Kelli would have LOVED that." or something similar.





So, this is it. I'm done. I'm going to spend the night with Patrick Dempsy and eat Krispy Kremes and Haagen Daaz. Which will just ruin the semi-firmness my stomach has regained.

18 to 18..."At last, my love has come along...."

Beyonce stunned me last night. With her rendition of At Last. Here it is incase you missed it:




Beautiful. I LOVELOVELOVE Michelle's dress. Its stunning. Her hair could have been done differently/nicer though.

Umm.....yeah...nothing else after hat. I will be online around 9. I have to get things done.

19 to 18...Yes We DID!

Photo Credit: USA TODAY

Location: If you don't know, you are shunned.

Okay...let me make a few comments about this picture. How cute is Sasha? She's standing on a box! Next.... I love the sea of people. And three....I forget.

This is one of my most proud memories. Watching this that is. I was so amazingly, uncontrollably happy. I've been smiling like I did after he won. Hugging random people on the street...Its freaking amazing.

My friend's mom and I had this conversation today. About how she thought she'd never see this day come. I was waiting for the pictures from the ball....but I still can't find any. Oh well, there's always tommarow.

In a way, this is the New Year. Its a new time...a new era. And that's a good thing. I'm ready for the troubles of the past few years to go away. Hopefully, this will be a good time. Either he's going to be one of the best Presidents we've ever had, or one of the worst. I believe its the first.

Happy New Year.

T -16 hours

nm

the slide show I made of the next President of our country decided to be stupid and not load and freeze my computer and yeah....its gone.

I'm not going to go through like 4 hours of agony to make it again. Sorry.

Raven...i love the second quote...the Yes We Can one.

20 to 18...I bought a guitar today

Photo by Aol of Taylor Swift's Guitar.

I have this little, probably crappy, guitar. I got it for a hundred dollars in my favorite music store. I learned three cords, A, D, and E minor, but am not that fast in switching my hands to the next chord.

Why did I do this?

Answer: I am an impulse shopper. I watched people on youtube doing covers of some of my favorite songs, and I think to myself, "Hey...I can do that."

I also bought a two song books, The Beatles and a Taylor Swift.

So this should be fun....

The last thoughts for the day.

Photo Credit: IDK...I found it on Google.
Location: Santorini, Greece.

I want to go home.
To Greece.
I miss the openess, the crampedness, the white washed buildings, the blue domes, the blue sky and stunning water. The rocky cliffs and much much more.
I just want to go home.
And I wrote a poem-y song today. I shall post that tommarow. Possibly.
And I love the snow.
I miss her.
I really want to learn to play the guitar.
And I want to play my cello more.
I have a strange addiction to the wierdest foods.
People I don't really know scare me.
Probably because I want to learn more about them.
Sleep patterns of people fascinate me.
The way people act fascinate me.
I love the 1920s.
I think that pink Louboutins are pretty fab.
I ramble a lot.
I love Shakespearre.
I collect junk. seriously.
Photography fascinates me.
The way things work is amazing.
I want to be a camerawoman.
I can't get rid of things...both tangible and abstract.
I wish I were older.
I wish I were younger.
I'm an addict.
I can't break habbits.
Things need to change.
Things need to stay the same.
I can do the star treck think with my toes, but not with my hands
Shoes and bras I think are pretty pointless.
I have random Yoda/Holden Caufield moments.
I have nothing to read.
I have been listening to the same 15 songs for the past...oh three months. Plus some random other ones that just seem to appear in playlists that I add to give some variety.
I'm really hungry.
I can't let some things go.
I'm scared that my life is too definate.
The past scares me.
Lying is scary.
Bracelets are pretty awesome.
I have dresses in my closet I have yet to year.
I love even numbers, 13, and incriments of 5.
I want to dance in the rain.
I want to have glorious sex with a stranger on a beach.
I secretly think I'm dead and watching my life.
Life is on a fast forward button.
I can't find my glasses.
I talk alot. mostly about me.
I'm afriad that I found love prematurely.
I'm scared of losing people.
I don't want to get off of this chair.
I want a neon pink headband.
My order from AA still hasn't come.
I don't know what to do with my life.
History fascinates me.
And to think that this post started out as "I want to go to Greece..."

Writing.

Photo by me
Location - Central Park maybe.

So I'm writting a book. About her. About everything. I think I need to. Writing it, I think, will sort of help me let it go. Let her go, in a way. Get me out of this bubble I'm in.

I miss her so much. It's been six months now. Almost a year since she was diagnosed again.

I wish this pain would go away.

21 to 18...Jacob Black.

I have way to much freetime....which is obvious. But I reread New Moon and I now love Jacob. I didn't think that was possible. Edward...hmm...he's a bit of a pedo-stalker. I love him anway and still and he sparkles. But....Jacob Black. He's the sensible choice. Anyway...now that I have realized this...I also realized how crazed and popular Twilight is. Its a good thing, I guess but its kinda annoying. People are crazy. Anyway....and its not even that great.

Hmmm....so I started my whole work out thing. I did at least, 900 sit ups in the past three days and ran about 8 miles. My abs are dying. I think it may actually be possible to kill a part of your body and not realize it. That makes no sense and I'm rambling.

Oh. I tried on 'my' Louboutins (see post below) and fell in love. My feet felt like they were on a cloud. The heel is quite high though, limiting the amount and places I could wear them. I actually planned my outfit around them today when I went with my friend Liz to try them on. I'm insane.

The inaugural concert, WE ARE ONE, was amazing. I'm watching it now. I'm also almost done with my photo video (it won't for some reason, let me add video, grr) I'm making and I'm making shirts. Which are awesome. Will post pictures. And the video of course.

Anyway I'm rambling and you just wasted 35 seconds to a minute, depending on how fast you read, of your life reading thing.

Happy Sunday!

22 to 18..."I told you so."

Photo by me.
Location: Upstate NY or somewhere in New England.

I love it when I'm right. haha. Seriously though...I just love it. If I'm like, "that's not gonna work out," or "you're going to get hurt/sick/lost" and they do it anyway and don't listen to me, but prove me right at the same time...I love it. It just makes me laugh at them...slightly, 90% of the time.

Should I exaggerate? I shall. The dumb idiot boyfriend who was snowboarding up in negative degree weather is sick. I told him this....and men being men, he was like "nah, I won't"

Hmm....well, guess who is sleeping with a fever right now in the other room. Ha.

Anyway....other than the fact that I'm right, yet again, nothing new here. Its freezing and I'm bored. I have passed time by starting a video collage of Obama from the start of the campaign to now. I'll post it on Tuesday...or Wednesday...I might add stuff from inagural night to it.

And I've started rereading Hamlet. And drooling over the pink Louboutin booties, that if I had the money, I'd buy. Here's a picture:


*sighs* does anyone have a spare 890$?

23 to 18. The people I call my friends.

As of 3:30pm, this is my away message and the converstation I had this afternoon with two of my friends.

K-Kim
A-Anna
M-Me.

K-"Are you going to the inauguration party?"
A-"No. I don't like Obama."
M-"But its historical."
A-"But its Obama."
K-"Fine."
A-"He's going to turn this country into a socialist nation!"
M-"Anna...that's already happening from Bush's fuck ups."
A-"Besides, he's going to get shot on Tuesday anyway."
K-"Uhmm"
A-"Yeah. Mccain would have been the best thing to happen to this country."
K-"You know this how?"
A-"Look at him...he's BLACK."
K-"You did not just say that"

*Kim and I storm off*

Won't be talking to her again...made me so mad.

On a happier note, when I ventured out it was a mere 8 degrees outside. Freaking freezing. And Ethan's up in -10 (maybe colder) below weather snowboarding...what an idiot.

Actually...that's not really happy. I envy all who live in warm weather year round.

I'm watching In the Land of Women right now and really don't like Kristen Stewart as a blond. As for the other hand..Adam Brody...I love him. I miss the days of The O.C., and Gilmore Girls.

I unpacked today. My cat won't get off of me...its so annoying. But he's warm though.

Tomorrow I start my exercise regiment. That'll be fun. I ran this morning in my building's gym and it was exhilarating. I love endorphins....

Anyhoo, I'm rambling and will stop and spare you the minutes of bordom you face reading all of that nonsense.

24 to 18. Alone.

So roomie number one is up in Vermont freezing his ass off snowboarding with friends. Idiot.

Roomie number two is in Mexico with her friend.The parents of the roomies are in Ireland. So I'm alone in a quiet apartment. Its so nice. Most of my friends are out of town...but I don't think I want to be with anyone right now. Its so nice...the quietness that is.


My mother, oh how I love her, texts me this afternoon as I'm going through customs to ask if I'm alive. And I'm like, "what? obviously not..." And there's a plane that crashed into the river. And I'm like woah, freaky. I saw it. It looked like a whale. A big white whale. But that's it. Everyone that was on it is okay. So that's great. Actually....its amazing. I'm reading about it now. Woah...ain't that awesome.

Anyway. I'm going to be online probably all night. At least until 9:30 because I'm kinda tired...jet lag sucks.

Its good to be home. EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT IT'S LIKE 13 DEGREES OUT!!!

25 to 18...caio italia.

I'm going home in approximatly 5.5 hours. So sad. I'm pulling another all-nighter...so thats it.

Nothing new...

Um yeah. I love the song Lucky by Colbie Callait and Jason Mraz. Love it, love it, love it.

And...never mind. I forget. Its 2:30 am...so I'm a bit tired.

I went to shopping today. I got a skirt (hmmm typical) and a pair of ankle boots and a bracelet.

Bracelets are kinda my new obsession. I've been wearing them alot lately.

So that's it and I'm rambling...so I'll talk to you (today for me), tommarow for you...when I'm back stateside.

26 to 18...and 7 to BHO

Went skiing today, then came back and started to pack. Now its late-ish and I'm watching last night's GossipGirl online....nothing new to report.

Ummm except that my thighs are burning. Which is probably a good thing....they aren't as muscley as they used to be.....working on that though. That'll be gone in the morning.

But....did anyone else realize that it's officially a week to the inauguration? I had 7 to BO up at the top..but then I realzied that it was like body oder so that's nasty. I'm so excited. So ready for this.

Guess that's it for today. Does anyone know how to get the crud out from underneath the keyboard on a laptop....mine's disgusting.

27 to 18...and pics from Volterra!

The sign!!!















The clock tower!


Its different than I pictured it.

View of the city from the outside on the autovia heading in.

This one was taken with my cousin Luca's phone so its kinda shitty.

One thing though - it was different than how I pictured it. There's no fountain. And not that many towers. I did take a picture of me sitting in the alleyway that I thought would be like the one they went down, and the drain thing too, but either they didn't come out or got deleted. grr...I also got there and realized I forgot my New Moon book. I just really wanted to read the end of the book while sitting in the Piazza.

It was also kinda difficult explaining my Twilight obsession to Luca and Paolo.

We went to Firenze in the morning and ended up only going to one museum. The one with David. I'll put up pictures of that tommarow. There's one of Paolo squeezing his butt, one of Luca kissing his butt and one of me standing way in front of it doing the thumb and idex finger out and making a "It's so small" face to his "manly parts." We were so disrespectful. I also got a good one of Mr. David by himself.

Ummm that's it. Going home soon. So sad.

28 until 18

Today I hung out with my Nonna. We went grocery shopping and made a really great dinner. And we talked about everything from my Nonno to her life to the future.

She wants to take the house and turn it into an inn. It'll work..but it'll take a lot.

Then I downloaded some movies and watched them with Paolo and Luca. We watched Benjamin Button - loved it. And something else...the new one with Emma Thompson. I also introduced them to some "American Classics" and watched American Pie, Harold and Kumar go to White Castle, and The Breakfast Club.

I had to explain the whole White Castle thing and how amazing those little burgers actually are. They didn't really understand the band camp thing. I love them....they loved the BC.

I think thats it. Its almost 1 am here. So awake though. Early train to Firenze tommarow!!!

29 to 18.

Starting the daily countdown.

Italy is great. I was going to put up pics, but I can't seem to find the camera. Its 2 am here. Which is late, but I'm so awake.

After I post this, I'm logging on to aim. Maybe someone will be on.

Umm what else? Monday I'm going to Firenze. So excited.

So, yeah. Thats it. Last night, after skiing, my cousin Paolo and I sat and drank bottles of wine from Nonna's cellar and ended up deciding that if we went out in public, he'd get hit on more than I would.

Hey Hey Hey

So, I've arrived. I'm tired, but awake. Its 5 am. And since I was up basically 19 hours straight on Wednesday, I was up all that day and went to bed at a normal Italy time causing me to wake up yesterday (Thursday) at normal time, but I went to bed early causing me to wake up early now. With no one else awake, I'd figured I'd make a post. Today I'm skiing with Paolo. I'm excited. We're going to Artesina, its about an hour or so south and might spend Saturday in a town near the sea.

Yesterday, I talked with my Nonna about like, everything. And then we made a dinner together and some family came over. I had fun. It was a bit of a blur, trying to understand everyone so fast. By tommarow, I'll be up to speed, and able to converse at a normal level, rather than..."Oh, mhm, si, si." I'll be able to form coherant sentences without taking about a minute.

Anyway. I haven't taken any pictures yet. Sorry guys. Camera probably won't come with me tommarow because if I fall, I could break it. And I don't want to risk that. So, Goodnight to you, Goodmorning to me.

Arrivederci!

I think I'm going to try and pull an all nighter tonight and get like 3 hours of sleep because by the time I land it'll be morning. I'll post every now and then during my trip with pictures and to make sure everyone is still alive and well.

I come back to New York..on the 15th. Its just over a week. I'm cutting out the whole getting-to-Roma thing. That's not going to be possible. I am going to Firenze and hopefully Volterra. Skiing nonstop, hopefully.

I'm so excited to see Paolo and Luca. They're probably my closests cousins and friends. They're twins and a year younger than me by 3 days. (I was on the 9th, they're on the 12th) I hope they can come to Firenze with me. And its good to be with them becuase they like to practice their English and the way they try to phrase stuff comes out so ridiculously funny. I love it.

I really want to go to Firenze becuase some of my favorite art is there. (David, for one, and several other sculptures, frescos, and paintings). And the Uffizi has so much great Botticelli and da Vinci works. Going alone would be wierd, so hopefully someone will go with me.

Umm idk what else to say. Except, Taylor, the Volturri aren't real, as far as I know. I just would LOVE to see where the end of New Moon takes place, becuase I've seen pictures, but I think it would be so cool to actually go there. I'll have Paolo or Luca take a video of me doing the "Bella" run across the piazza.

So...I'll probably post...by Friday. Hopefully. Maybe earlier.

I love excessive packing lists

Last night, sitting here bored on my laptop, I made, possibly, the longest packing list ever. I'm going to past it un after I post in a picture of the area where I'm heading. I didn't take this, I stole of off someone's flickr. But its on the Via heading west out of the city into the Alps.






Okay. So the whole copying the packing list in didn't work. So. I'm not going to post it. Here's a map: The red dot is where I'm going. Venice is in green, I'm hoping to get there. Firenze is my favorite city in the pink. Roma is in orange, and Napoli is in the purple. I hope to get to Firenze, at least for a day. Tuscany is my favorite part of Italia and I love the art there. And Volterra is nearby, so maybe I'll go there so I can see the Volturi.

Going away....possibly.

My Nonna leaves for Italy next Wednesday. She's invited me to go back. I think I'm going to. I can ski, see my family, and go to Milan and Roma. It'll be fun. I think she's afraid of going home and being alone again. And she's offered to buy airfare. So that's nice.

Anyway...nothing's new. I've been a bum. I also lost it again last night. I went out with Ethan and we were walking to the car and I saw her. Like, physically saw her. That's never happened. And I was like "LOOK LOOK LOOK!" But it wasn't her. It was a girl, about the same hieght, wearing an outfit Kelli would have worn, and had the same hair and similar facial features. It was bad. But I'm okay now, I think.

And...hmm. There was something else I was going to say but forgot. Typical.

I am estatic

because my classes don't start until January 20th. So I now have a month of free time, YAY!

I need to get a job though. That'll be January's goal.

So. Here's something for you all to enjoy:



Ahaha. I love these. My biggest literary love, Harry Potter, and one of my favorite shows, Southpark.

Two things I love right now:

She doesn't sound amazing, but it was also really cold. And it features some of her best. And Change (one of my top songs of 08). Picture to Burn, Love Story, Forever and Always, and Change. I kinda wish she did Fearless, though.




I give her props for wearing a tank top backless dress (which is really cute) in negative something weather.


And this. I have a slight obession with this song. Everyonce and awhile, Beyonce stuns me and I find a song by her that I can't stop listening to for days. And youtube is being an idiot and not letting me embed. But I found this and it made me laugh. Its a tad bit difficult to type, so I'm gonna leave now, but I'll be back later. Maybe.

Last night and my memory lapse (sp)???

Haha, so last night was great. Minus the emergency room vist, but we'll get there eventually in my story circle time.

So we left my house and we went to dinner. Which was nice. Then we swing by my house to pick up my crock pot ful of wings (yum) and go to the party at Ethan's friend's house. We get there, go into the house. Me, being the clutz that I am, when carrying the wings, slip on nothing and do this profressional baseball like slide through the kitchen. It was really cool thinking about the way I actually landed after it was all over. People laughed, I laughed. The wings are still in my hand, I fell on my stomach, holding the wings up in the air to save them. Crockpot lands on my fingers. I get up put the crockpot on the counter, notice the blood. I'm like, "oh shit," go to the bahroom, wash my hands, and notice the swelling and the bruising. Show Ethan and he's like, "ice." I get ice and hold there while talking to people. Swelling does not go down. So I'm like "we're going to the hospital." We get to the hospital, sit in the waiting room for like 2 hours. Watch Times Sqaure ring in the New Year on the TV (it was like -2 there and I feel bad for all those idiots who stood out there for hours) and they're like, "Yeah, It's probably a fracture." They wrap it up and give me heavy duty tylenol (made me so loopy) and we go back to my house. My parents are like WTF? We spend the rest of the night sitting on my couch watching the tv with the kidlets and my dad.

Oh yeah, because of the swelling, they had to cut my ring off, so I have it in a plastic baggy in my bag, so that'll need to get fixed.

It should be back to normal in a week or so. I rang in the New Year asleep with my hand on ice and head on Ethan's shoulder.

There's never a dull moment. Ever.

Oh, and my memory lapse (I spelt lapse wrong right?), in my whole Reflection of 08, I forgot to mention the Olympics. Which were amazing. Phelps winning 8, Nastia winning the (silver?) all around. Shawn being fierce. And the women's gymnastic team getting robbed by 10 year old Chinese girls.

HAPPY TWO THOUSAND AND NINE!!!
the year of changes.