Ho il rafffreddore

I caught another cold. I'm not surprised, cause in every one of my classes someone was blatantly contagious and coughing. My friends out of class were coughing. The guy I see was sick last week. With just a little bit less sleep than usual and eating habits that kind of went astray, I guess I was asking to get sick.

I have to read a bunch of "Orlando Furioso" still. I only got about 6 stanzas in on Thursday. I have probably about 40-50 left. My teacher said we didn't have to understand it word for word, but still. I did my first journal entry for composition, I need to re-read for my lit class, and do some work for Japanese.

I got some booty the other day. A simple date turned into a by-the-pool-table make out session. Which then  became street corners and the subway platform. To go further or not to go, the debate rages on until next time.

Okay. I should stop listening to Liz Phair and pull out some Ariosto. Peace out.

Ricominciamo

I'm back.

Classes have started up again. I have reading to do on some 15th century authors, a journal to write in, readings for Composition, and lots of other stuff. Japanese will be easiest by far.

I'm a bit worried about workload but thank God for breaks.

I'm kind of sorta seeing this guy now. I feel a bit...too naïve at time I guess but whatever. I need to just go with the flow.

Canada was cold, P.S.

I'm tired. Goooodnight.

Ass

I think I caught the flu over New Year's weekend.

I managed to get two B's and a B+ in my Italian classes. Japanese is so far my only A. Next semester I'm taking the minimum to be full time.

Has anyone ever tried chugging Cava? It's like champagne, but doesn't taste like rubber tire. 

I chugged a bunch on New Year's. Why? Because I'm classy and my friend's cousin told me to. 

Okay I'm gonna take some pills and pass out. Later.