scrivo da Italia

Italy is amazing yet it only took two weeks for the heartache to rise.

It's going to be a fantastic yet somewhat empty four and a half months.

I'm terrified.

Antony and Cleopatra

Was fantastic. Octavius was done splendidly and I loved the comedic feel of the play on a whole. It still had weight, but it was just magnificent.

I don't like being passive agressive. If it bothers me that they are upstairs, I should mention it. I shouldn't let it fester just because I think that it's silly that there is an empty room that they could stay in that is about a five minute walk away that if they stayed there I wouldn't feel awkward in the room and then Mattison could stay over. Blah.

I feel overwhelmed and easily angered.

Well

Pressing issues at hand

• Visiting Mattison's grandparents this weekend
• Race and ethnicity override for Nigerian Art
• Turn in my visa application
• Figure out what I'm doing next summer for work. I have no leads thus far. I need to stay local.
• As of last night, I found out that Adam and I will probably have to fill two vacant spots in the house or otherwise reattach to a different living situation. Also, I have no leads.
• My car is breaking.
  
• I should start thinking about the GRE
• When do I have to figure out life post graduation?
  

I feel rather undone. Stress and I don't get a along so very well. I just want to run away to Firenze. In reality, I know this isn't a lot to think about, but I'm having trouble dealing with it. No good, I tell you, no good at all.

Interesting times

The half marathon was awesome. 2:08 was the official time. I'm going to start training for marathons. Perhaps even a 50k. The next run is the Turkey Trot 10k on Thanksgiving. Too bad there isn't another half or full before I go away. Maybe I'll run my first marathon in Italy.

I am going to be going to Mattison's grandparents in a few weekends. Apparently they are going to let us share a romantic room together in their renovated barn house. I find this slightly odd, but welcomed.

I think my car is on the verge of death. I hope it lasts another two months.

The next few weeks...

Lots of exciting events the next few weeks. I am only one week away from my half marathon and today, barring horrible weather, I am going for 15.5 miles. It's getting dark out earlier, which bothers me because I don't particularly enjoy running in the dark. I'm a bit of a scaredy cat. I guess I'll have to renavigate some of my routes to be on campus, where it's well-lit. I don't want to have to start running on a treadmill. Sick.

I am perpetually behind. I did not sleep well. I spent a great deal of time this weekend reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. I forgot how spooky that book is. I want to see The Curse of the Were-Rabbit sometime this week. I think we're carving pumpkins on Wednesday.

Mattison has been gone since early Thursday and I miss him. This does not bode well for the four and a half month seperation that is approaching. So far, I haven't worried so much about it because Mattison's acceptance hadn't been finalized (not that I doubted he would get it, but it's much easier to ignore something if it isn't "official"). There is a lot to figure out. I still need to get a ticket to Baltimore so I can visit over New Year's. We still haven't had a meeting about Firenze, which bothers me. OIP is such a fucking mess.

Goodness gracious.

Lost in Translation

I promised myself that I would finish my Lost in Translation paper today.

I have only two paragraphs finished. It isn't even a long paper. It is super short. Three pages! I haven't written a paper all semester and I feel like I have lost that ability.

I'm glad it's fall break...

Fall break could be a week.

I want to save up to purchase something cashmere. I've been particularly consumer minded lately.
The hard part isn't the writing. It's convincing myself to write.