Written during italian lesson...

Ciao My italian adventure is going really well... Or should i say awesome... Im sorry that none of my posts ever seem to be a literary sucess but im trying and hopefully as the year goes on they wll get better and better... I think if i go through a normal day i may be able to remember all the things i want to say...

Its really weird to go from being very independant to having almost everything done for me... In the moring i get a knock and a soft Shelby instead of the harsh ringing of the alarm clock... My host parents make my breakfast before i even get down stairs.. ( the toast here is nothing like in New Zealand its really hard and crusty but if we look at it in perspective is double hard and crusty since Italian bread is hard and crusty anyway...) Mauro drives me to the bus stop and the bus comes at 6:40 and goes all the way into florence it takes about 30minutes and i then catch another bus into the heart of florence so all in all it takes me about an hour to get to school...

Schol is really kol.. It of corse has ts good and bad bits lol... like anything.. I go to schol from monday to satarday and go from 8 until 2.. We have classes ranging between 1 and 3 hours.. This is different.... Its really good for painting but 2 hours of maths and italian is seriously not kol.. ( both of these teachers are really strict )

If you think of all the clothes that are really gay and wouldnt be caught dead in... Yeah well they are all in fashion here lol.. At the bus stop i saw this guy and he was wering sunshine yellow pants and a purple pocka dotted over sized jersey... not pretty lol...

The teachers here just sit at the front of the class and talk for hours on end lol... In maths the teacher calls out your name and you have to go up and answer a question by yourself on the board... not kol lol.. i hpe i never have to lol..

In the afternon it takes me slightly longer to get home lol... about another half an hour because i dont finish early enough for the first bus... Mirella picks me up from the bus statuion and we come home and have lunch.. Im always really hungary because its almost 4 by the time we get home... and ive had breakfast at 6 and some biscuits at 10...

All the mosquitos are starting to die now... YES!!! Die suckers die...

When it rains in florence it really rains lol... Like when you watch in movies and there in the jungle were theyre like drenched in seconds by these big fat and heavy raindrops thats how it rains here...

Something i find hard yto get used to is all the teenage smoking.... They like go out to the courtyard and have a fag lol.... Its really weird lol.... You would have to hide in NZ and here theyre like lighting up on there way out the door...

Yesterday i went to the movies with my italian family and some of there friends and feel asleep like 10 minutes in... If im not careful theyll stop taking me places lol... cause there scared im gonna go to sleep lol... I almost did at a concert they took me to lol... and in my italian classes lol...

Ive made a bargin with my friend sofy that i teach her english she teaches me italian lol...

We are doing poetry in english.. Like seriously can i not get away from this subject.. anyway i have to go now... ciao for now...