These boots are made for walking

First of all, sorry about not posting anything yesterday. It was a very crappy day all around and I was upset through most of it. I wake up yesterday to a gorgeous partly sunny morning. I had Global Issues with Bob at 10 where we talked about global news, an idiot priest who believes the Holocaust never happened, and mob family wars. It was a fun and interesting hour of class; the only downside was the tremendous amount of reading we received for homework.

Upon returning to Villa Bonelli, a bunch of us played P & A for about an hour before people dispersed back to their rooms. I had planned on going shopping in the afternoon after Ania was done with her class at 3. So, while waiting for her class to get done, I logged online and surfed the web. At one time, when I looked up and happened to glance out the window, I saw my downfall. It was pouring outside, again. My plans were again thwarted by the weather which I cannot control.

Dinner was once again an interesting affair. There is this one girl in our group who doesn't seem satisfied unless she's the center of attention. She always brings up comments or topics of conversation that should not be done at a dinner table. It's embarrassing and uncivilized and gosh I don't know what else to call it. It drives me nuts sometimes but, it's only one person and I'm not going to let it ruin my experience.

Nothing much else happened after dinner. I showered and went to bed.

This morning I woke up to another glorious day. I just hoped that it didn't rain this afternoon. I had my early class today, Italian Literature. We discussed Dante and his Divine Comedy. I've already read the Inferno but that's where we're starting. Hopefully I can get out of hell in this class and to somewhere a little nicer. It seems like in all of my Honors courses that we never leave hell. Of course, it's easier to write of hell than anywhere else but even purgatory would be a nice little vacation.

We then had our Italian Language course. As Chiara has a meeting during our class time tomorrow, we had double the class today. For those of you who are counting, that means I had two hours of literature and then two hours of language. In a row. Four hours of non-stop, except for a few minutes break, classes. I don't even have that kind of schedule at SMU during a normal semester. Alora. We delved into the masculine and feminine parts of the Italian language as well as went over some foods. I already did my homework for next week as it was pretty easy.

I got done with all my classes today at 1 pm. It was still sunny outside so I decided that I would go with the guys into Florence when the last class of the day, Theology (which I don't take), was done. I actually tagged along with Betsy because she was going to purchase soccer tickets with some of the guys. We rode the bus down to the Duomo and then walked to the ticket place. The guy would not sell them to us because it was the first home game in a while and Florence was playing a bitter rival. He wouldn't sell the tickets to us because it is expected to be a very violent game, and I'm not talking about the players but the fans. The guys were disappointed but Betsy and I quickly moved on to better things, like shopping.

We walked around for a while going to different shoe stores because I was still looking for that pair of boots that I wanted. I saw a pair the other day, black leather with a chunky heel, that I loved at first glance but the price nearly killed me. I will admit that I'm very thrifty. I don't like to spend a lot. These boots were 349 euro. Had I not found the best pair of boots today, I might have been tempted to go to that store and get the 349 euro pair. But today, after rigorous shopping and looking around numerous stores, I found the pair of boots I wanted.

After Betsy and I had eaten dinner at McDonalds (we had to try it over here at least once. Not the greatest food compared to anything) we walked underneath the street by the Stazione and I found the boots in one of the stores there. They are gorgeous brown leather with a thicker heel and not too high. I fell instantly in love with them and bought them, for only 19 euro which with today's exchange rate is only $25. I did very good today. I'm going back to this other shoe store tomorrow and getting these really cute purple spike heeled short boots. They're only 20 euro, down from the 40 I last saw them at and I cannot say no to them at this lower price.

Betsy and I, after purchasing my boots, hopped the bus back up to Fiesole. By the third stop we were packed into the bus like sardines. Apparently there is no limit to the number of people on a bus. I was being pushed into the poles by this guy behind me, hanging on to my purchase for dear life. Once we got out of Firenze it got better but OMG I couldn't believe the amount of people we had on the bus.

When we got back to Villa Bonelli, I had to show of my boots to all the girls. They were all happy for me because I've been soooo wanting to get a pair. A few of us went out into the lounge area to play some cards and found out that the guys had not returned yet. When they did, we all got involved in a game of P & A. There was drinking involved in this game and it got a little overheated.

I had a little wine, not enough for me to be drunk when you calculate in my body mass and that I just had eaten dinner. But this one girl, who we all just found out should not be drinking alcohol, had like 2 glasses of cheap Italian champagne, Prosecco, and is maybe 110 soaking wet. As we were playing the game and she was acting more and more drunk, things got a little out of hand. She just snapped and lost control and started screaming and crying. I don't know how to describe it but it was not good. Things are now up in the air concerning what's going to happen and as soon as I know something I'll see. But, I got out of the situation and left her alone.

I am now going to bed as it is late and I have class tomorrow morning. Hopefully tomorrow is a better day. Ciao.