FUCK

THE MOTHERFUCKING DOGS EAT IN OUR MOTHERFUCKING DINNER PLATES

I think I’m gonna be sick

Italyyy!!

Imagine. Another country, No parents. Beautiful men. Wait, verryyyyyy beautiful men. The fashion capital. Gorgeous country side views. Sounds like heaven right?

 

That’s what i thought! Wrong. 

I think going around the world is amazing. Wanderlust. But, there’s no place like home.

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So I’m in Sarzana, Italy, for an internship. Its at a summer camp with kids. So the job description was nice, teaching the children english and going around Italy in our spare time. What the description failed to mention that the kids dont speak a word of English! I mean… yeah.

The first two days were exciting. I spent like a 100 euros, but i suppose that’s okay, right? I had a crap taxi driver, who charged too much and went around in circles, I slept in a room with nine strangers in a youth hostel, met an asian looking canadian who talked like OH MY GAWDD, Like, TOTALLYYY!!! Missed a train, went around Milan with the sweetest polish girl ever and had slush! :D, got on the wrong train, met two Pakistani men who were the most considerate people ever and went to my station to drop me when i got lost and then waited alone at the station for someone to pick me :O, went to a random boys house and played with his cat 😀 CAAAATTTTT 😀 and then finally got to my destination. 

 

Then, the kids came. OH MY GOD. We work 8-12. That’s 8am to 12pm. No joke. And the kids don’t even like us because WE DON’T COMMUNICATE WITH THEM!

But I climbed a mountain, fell into a river, and got to play with the cat again. I also learnt to say PLEASE WEAR SOCKS ON YOUR FEET (per favore indossare calze! PIEDE!) in italian. Which is a big achievement for me. And Be right Back 😛 (Torno subito) And other things too but nvm.

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The best thing about the internship is the four friends I made. They’re adorable. Liliana from Mexico, Janice and Cherry Wong from Hong Kong (I like how that rhymes) and David from Colombia! We hide together, bitch about the russi, and laugh like crazy people, which makes everything better 😀 

 

I think friends always make things better ❤

 

 

 

ITALY!

Im in Italy! Well, Milan, to be more specific, but who cares! Italy!

The weather is considerably better than Pakistan, but I’m dreadfully homesick. Sad right? I thought I’d have the time of my life going alone, but word of advice: NEVER TRAVEL ALONE. Get a friend to come along (even if you have to bind and gag em).

Anyway, I’ve to travel to Genoa today (read: alone) and will be there for nearly a month (alone). Okay,, not entirely alone, its an internship and there will be other interns so i wont technically be alone, but who has time for technicalities right?

I miss home!

 

P.s. OH DAMN, Italian men.

Memory or imagination?

Remember that time when everything was okay? No wait, better than okay..

Remember? When it was us against the world? Did that happen? Or are we just a figment of my imagination? Were we real, or was that just a dream?

Come to think of it, can such contentment be real? The happiness that I remember, can that be real?

If its real.. what happened?