The New.

I'm always inspired to revive old blogs after reading so many blogs of others. Maybe this time is a g.o.! Maybe I will blog and develop a fan base! Or maybe I will just stop after a few entries again, and wait a few months until I decide to publish my business on the web again.

Back to business.

I've been back from Europe for a while now. It's different but I'm happy. I get flashbacks and nostalgic often, but I know how to defeat this travel bug of mine. This bug is self destructive. All you new travelers, beware!

Home is good. Some things never change, which isn't always a bad thing. Is it comforting to hear my mom bitch about how her new blackberry can't read her mind? Not sure. It is a comfort to be eating real Asian cuisine again, although Italian cuisine wasn't so bad. The shower, bed, and air condition is now, I've learned, a luxury. The car is a hassle, and my cell phone is my third arm. But these are all just 'things'. I fi

nd myself wasting my time, my life, my being, by staying indoors because there are not too many things I can do outdoors (for free). The sun is overheating this Earth, which makes my black leather seats least appealing, which means my transportation around California is limited because public transportation here is non-existent, which means I'm back to square one sitting on my bed desperately trying to escape the heat and thinking wishfully of my next getaway. Maybe I haven't completely gotten rid of this bug..

Tomorrow I get my wisdom teeth removed. You know what that means... FREE EATING!! Adam and I ate like kings this past weekend at Outsidelands and I've officially gained 5 pounds. That should sustain my body from a few days of eating after the surgery, right? I'm scared...

The Inspired.

"The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." -Bertrand Russell

I'm not entirely sure who Bertrand is, but he is Amazing--in a nutshell.

I stumbled upon this quote while reading the blog of a very smart man. His blog is actually the inspiration to this blog. (Thought I'd throw it out there since I'm talking about 'inspiration' and all).

Since spring break, I have found bliss and happiness sitting on my bed in Siena doing nothing. Once in a while, I will ponder about my life's problems: school, classes, major, mother, man... Other times I will lay awake eavesdropping on my roommates' conversations about Dino. (Almost all the time I don't want to eavesdrop but these Italian walls' serve no purpose in that respect). I was afraid my bad habits from the States had carried over to Siena. Sometimes I would beat myself up for not enjoying the little sole that as peeped above the clouds over il Campo. I'm in Italy for crying out loud! Procrastination is for UCR! There is only one more week before my program ends...

But that's exactly it. There is only one more week before my program ends. Before the luxury of hanging out with Procrastination has to stop. Before I go on my European adventures and must spend every waking moment of my time wisely for planning, traveling, and... safety precautions.

I lay on my bed so grateful to have found Russel's quote, so grateful for this weekend. He has inspired me to continue to lay on this bed until the morning, exactly how I've been doing since 12 pm this afternoon. Seriously.

The Near-End

I must say, I am a terribly blogger. For those of you who read, I'm sorry.

I guess I can just start by giving you a timeline update:

Since my arrival to Siena, I have progressed increasingly in Italian language, Italian culture, and Italian cuisine. I have traveled to Florence, Bologna, Naples, Sorrento, the island of Capri, Pompeii, Palermo, Rome, Modena, Ferrara, Milan, Bergamo, Prague, Budapest, and Vienna.

I have lived the homeless life and slept in train stations, STD infested hostels, and dirty marbled floors. I have gotten myself tangled up in Fascist demonstrations and embraced dirty looks from narrow minded civilians. I have met wonderful characters, seen beautiful sights, and rapped to T.I... in public. I have felt sad and lonely while thinking about people in the States. I have felt pain from the pile high amounts of food I've consumed in one sitting (multiple times. You'd think I'd learn...) I have boughten cool Italian things :) and taught cool Italian students. I have Skyped almost every night... In these past four months, I feel as if I have experienced it all. Well, as much as 'all' means in a span of four months.

There are still two weeks left in my program but I'm feeling the end before it has even come. I have met great people through my program and I will miss not seeing them daily. I think I can say that this has been the time of my life. It will really suck landing back into reality, which means back to 103 degree Riverside and the possibility of not having a car for next year (who needs cars in Italy? not I...) but I would much rather have experienced my adventures and to miss it than to not have experienced it at all.

In case I do not post for another xxxxx years, my future plans are:

Traveling the rest of Western Europe. I will start my voyage taking my mother and company to Venice, Florence, Rome and Siena. I will then head off to Cinque Terre, French Riviera, Barcelona, Lisbon, Madrid, Paris, London, Brussels, Amsterdam, Munich, Berlin, Sweden and Greece. I will also be bankrupt but I will worry about that later. I will fly from Greece to Rome, where I will fly back to the U.S. to find a certain someone at the airport waiting for me. I will get a great tan and find a place to live in Riverside. I will have a great time at Riverside. I will visit Rita in L.A. where her mother will cook me Kosher Kebabs, Sara in the O.C. where we will roam taco carts and I will introduce her to K.T., and Courtney, Neha, and Bec in S.B. where we will reminisce.

I will miss Noelle and Maria, but I will be happy for them. I will miss Italy, but I will make it a priority to come back some day. I will finally get to see J.A.M, or at least M because I think A got accepted to Cal and bitch never told me (I hope she reads this). I will be glad to be 'home'... at least for a while.

Note to anyone who will study abroad: don't miss home. Don't think a semester is too long. Don't not eat because you think you will get fat. Don't not spend because you fear you will have nothing. Enjoy. Eat. Pray. Love.

The Never-ending Carbs I Eat!

Olive oil is their religion. Salt by kg. Soy sauce for 3 Euros!!???

Eggs for breakfast, eggs with your bread, eggs with your rice, eggs for all seasons. They're only 1,30 for 10. Eat up.

I think Nutella will kick peanut-butter straight up the ass and out the window. Yumm!!!

Sighh!!! My weakness from anywhere in the world.

More!!! The pre-sealed pane is a little sketch to me, but they're the closest thing that will last for more than 3 days... refrigerated. Their Tuscan bread gets hard in like 12 hours -_-

You'd be surprised when I say that I'm still not tired of carbs! My imagination goes wild when I think of the different possibilities of pasta sauce I can add! Until I have to do the dishes.

The Boy in the States.

HAHHAHAHAHAHA this picture made me laugh really really hard.