Rumor has it
That in Info Commons, a struggling kid had a mental breakdown in which he took off his clothes, laid on the ground and curled up in the fetal position, staring into space. The police escorted him out of the library.
Don’t tell me this place isn’t scary!
tradeandtryon:
I went to High School with a girl who carried a bug puppet everywhere and a girl who wore a Superman cape with her initials on it.
Guess which one is supposedly pregnant?
Oh shit. Which one?
Italy Update #4:
Bonjourno! (Look at me, barely speaking Italian like the American asshole I am…)
Today we ventured beyond Rome via train to Naples, only to be picked up by a driver, Fabio, who drove our lazy butts to Pompeii. It was both not as cool and way cooler then I expected.
Here’s why: the ruins are awesome, but Pompeii reinforces my belief that archeology and anthropology are basically made up fields. They take these ruins and use educated guesses to imagine a whole society. Interesting, sure, and probably accurate to a certain extent, but definitely made-up.
Driving around Naples was very cool too — it’s a beachtown and at night, the lights up and down the mountains on the Amalfi coast are incredible.
Other random points about Italy:
- Rome is a parking lot. Literally — the streets are all very narrow (they were built at the time of the Roman empire) so people just park everywhere. Driving is terrifying and cars zoom through curves at high speeds with little regard for pedestrians. It’s awesome.
- Italian is the most beautiful language I’ve ever heard. Little known fact: when they were standardizing the Italian language and needed to decide which dialect to make the official one, they decided to use Dante’s dialect because it was the prettiest. Hence — Italian is beautiful because it was chosen to be beautiful.
- The food is so good. I know, that’s obvious, but the deli meat is so well flavored, the cheeses melt in your mouth, every course is better then the next. I’ve thrown gluten-free out the door (and my tummy hurts because of it) but it’s so worth it. Whatevs, just won’t eat anything but rice and fruit for a few months afterwards.
- The wine is even better then the food. I don’t know how I’ll be able to drink Franzia after the wine here — I wasn’t a huge wino before but now? Mmm. So yummy.
Random tidbits from another exciting day with my family…
- My sister packed like a child. Instead of wearing jeans or a dress or really any clothes a grown up might wear, she packed only sweatpants and gym shorts. Today, she wore an entire outfit of Rice University sweats.
- My brother has now gotten thoroughly drunk at almost all of our meals. He lost his wallet last night and was slurring his words this evening. I had him listing pizza toppings on the busride back to the hotel. He began with: “Shit. Anything could be a pizza topping. M&Ms…pepperoni…peanut butter. Mmmm.”
I’m enjoying Italy, for sure, but I am SO ready to go back to Evanston.
Sidenote:anyone want to take me home with them for part of Winter break?