1 month, 1 day and counting

And so, because I am a horrible daughter/person, I have made everyone wait for two WHOLE weeks without word from my undoubtedly thrilling blog, for which I apologize. (And mom and dad, sorry bout the whole skype mixup, lets get one in this week.)

So, the week before last week.

I cant really remember too much (while in Italy, I've noticed that my memory has slowly been disappearing. Possibly because I'm learning oh SO much italian that everything else cant fit into my brain ;] )

What I do remember very well is that I had a camp with Intercultura (which is why I didnt post that week). Basically, they had this bus that drove up to the top of Sardegna, picking up various groups of students from their cities. Of course, Cagliari is at the OPPOSITE end of where we were headed, so my group had a fun 6-7 hour bus ride. God loved me that day.

But, anyways, the camp was okay. Well, it actually sucked for a bit but there was this salsa group that was staying at the same hotel with us and they were having salsa parties in the dance room, which totally made everything SO much better!!

The camp was mainly for talking to various Intercultura volunteers about our family life and how things were and such. I got to talk to Andrea, whose the president of the Cagliari chapter, and that was actually a lot more fun (and a ton less awkward) than I thought it would be.

So, that was the first Intercultura camp of this year. I think theres around four. But i dunno.

Not much else has happened. I havent gone anywhere or done anything special.

My italian is still sucky. [Mom, please dont send me an email saying that it will stay sucky until I sit down and learn it, because I know you want to.] Everyone has been telling me that, so you don't have to worry about it. Its actually really starting to piss me off. I know its awful, and Im sorry, but right now theres really not much I can do about it. So suck it.

And excuse me, their english is HORRIBLE. [Once again, mom, I know exactly what you are going to say. So dont say it. That goes for the rest of you.]

School is still school. I still dont know whats going on--except for math. Im rocking math class. I still am tired in the mornings. Which, reminds me. Apparently, one of my teachers told Ignazio [my father] that I was asleep in class and that I dont pay attention.

EXCUSE ME.

That was one time, by accident, for all of two seconds. And please. The people that speak italian dont pay attention. Sorry if my mind wanders while I automatically tune out words I dont understand. [Thats started to happen more and more often. I cant really help it. Its like a buzz that is constantly there, so eventually it just goes away.] I know Ill have to work on that.

But I was annoyed that Ignazio and all were on my back so much about it. I mean, its only the second month, right?

Its hard for me to handle. Right now, I dont seem to be doing much right, but I guess I can only try to improve.

....So Im starting kickboxing, which Im excited about. The only problem is that it starts in December. Not cool.

I really have no idea why it starts so late. I just know that I want to start now.

And thats about it. Let me know how everything is over there.
Love always
-s