July 10, 2008

Why the “School” part of “Summer School in Venice” was a bad idea. Damn.

So I’ve been here exactly three weeks and just handed in my first assignment. It was ridiculous, so so ridiculous. It was due this morning. I started 11 pm last night, had it done in three hours (and done is code for “typed shit”), then got 5/6ish hours of sleep. Now, back when I was in the groove of Harvard-ing, this would’ve been fine. But I don’t think my body was prepared for it. I literally came back from my two and a half hour class and slept for 6 hours. 6 HOURS!! Was I so exhausted that I needed to sleep it off?!? Seems like it.

So I’m awake now, watching ShoTime television, thinking on what to do to celebrate writing this tennsy-eensy thingy. Got no idea. Might go to a bar, entice Italians with my sexy sexy dancing, and get them to buy my drinks. Okay. Plan done.

Might be heading to Verona tomorrow or Milan. I need to get my booty up and see some of this country. And get some booty. The purpose behind my traveling is multi-pronged.

Really wanting a bacon-burger. Maybe I’ll be an un-educated American tourist and go to Burger King,

~Antonia

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