so i just signed up for my local college's intro to italian class, which starts in october; i'll update you on what i am sure is going to be a hilarious account of me trying to speak italian.
on top of that, i have also started reading: culture shock! italy and the complete idiots guide to learning italian on your own.
i am hoping that by time i leave in late january, i will be well-versed in rudimentary italian(:
other than that, school is dragging by. i got my inner roman on at our annual toga dance, which resulted in bruised feet, blood blisters, and a questionably bruised rib. ouchh.
every day i am aware that i am getting closer and closer to leaving and not coming back the same. it is scary, but i think i am past the hyperventilation stage; now i am a calm, excited scared - if that makes sense.
still waiting to hear back from afs italy and get a host family, but in the meantime I am submitting my scholarship for the afs merit scholarship. shall be hearing about that in mid-october as well(:
