Well it's noon here, 4 am CO time. You might be asking "Annie, why are you posting when you should be in school?" Great question. I'm sick. :P
The last time I got sick and had to stay home from school was in the 7th grade when I got the flu. At least I think so. See, that's how long it's been since I've stayed home from school.
It all started Saturday night. I'd gone out with a friend and we met up with more friends and had a great time. I mean it was a great way to celebrate 5 MONTHS! in Italy. I came home with a headache and I thought nothing of it. Then Sunday morning I woke up with the same headache and ignored it as I went to my second host brother's soccer game. They won, 4-0. Plus I got to see my classmate who's the goalie on their team. He's really good and I asked him if he wanted to come back to Colorado with me to play with the Huskies. Haha. I had lunch with my second host family because it was also my host brother's 17th birthday. By the end of lunch, my head was dying and I just felt like crap. So I went home and slept for a good 2 hours. I didn't really eat and it was decided that I would be staying home from school. I also had a fever.
I'd like to call it the fever of D'Annuzio. All my friends have had it, Nicola had it last week and honestly it's just going through all the high schools in Gorizia. So let's call it the fever of the teens of Gorizia.
Today, I feel better. I'm still not eating a lot and my head still feels like exploding when I listen to anything that is not silence. Okay, so maybe it's not 100% but we're getting there.
Sunday, I have a cross country race (hoping I'm still not sick) and then Friday night, I've been invited to dinner with my tutor. (Again, hoping I'm still not sick.)
This has been a public service message from a sick exchange student. Ciao!
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Monday, January 21, 2013
Ode to Pandoro
Okay fellow readers, stick with me here as I write my ode to Pandoro. We just finished off the last of it last week and I feel like I have to write this.
Ode to Pandoro
Oh, how sweet!
Pandoro, you make
my heart sing,
my jaw drop
and
overall make me happy!
Your sugary,
buttery,
gold,
happiness!
Your namesake
"Gold Bread"
does not betray you!
I relish our time
together.
But hey!
I think I just
gained a kilo!
Oh the humanity!
Pandoro,
te amo!
I love you!
Come with me
to America.
I need you!
So there's my ode. Yeah, so it's not that great unlike Pandoro which is! Now onto Carnivale themed treats!
Ode to Pandoro
Oh, how sweet!
Pandoro, you make
my heart sing,
my jaw drop
and
overall make me happy!
Your sugary,
buttery,
gold,
happiness!
Your namesake
"Gold Bread"
does not betray you!
I relish our time
together.
But hey!
I think I just
gained a kilo!
Oh the humanity!
Pandoro,
te amo!
I love you!
Come with me
to America.
I need you!
So there's my ode. Yeah, so it's not that great unlike Pandoro which is! Now onto Carnivale themed treats!
Friday, January 11, 2013
Birthday!
I'm back in school (how many days until Carnivale?) and yesterday I celebrated my 17th birthday Italian style. It was a pretty nice day. I got plenty of air kisses/hugs/auguri. I enjoyed it. We had my second host family over for dinner, where my "host" mom made 5 different pizzas and a tirimusu made out of pandoro. I got to talk and laugh and by the end of dinner my jaw hurt. Then I had to go skype my mom in Colorado. So by midnight, my jaw and I were talked out.
During practice, I brought a tart to share with everybody. They sung me "Happy Birthday" in English and ching- chinged me with our coke glasses. It was really nice.
I have to say that in 17 years I've grown so much. Actually in these past 4 months, I've grown so much. I'm no longer the person I was last year when I turned 16. Last year for my birthday, I was studying for finals trying to accept the fact I was going to Italy. Now I'm here and the time is flying by. I'm 17, acting way more maturer than a normal 17 year old should be acting and enjoying my life. I have to say thanks to all you guys who believed that I could do it. I mean really, thanks a lot. I've had 17 years to learn and prepare for life and well, I'm ready for what this next year holds for me. Sure I'm not ready to apply for college but I'm ready to go travel and see what the world has to offer. Anyways, thanks.
Now go read my other blog post. :)
New Years and Skiing
Please excuse me, as of right now, I'm trying to find a good playlist to listen to. It's kinda hard. Okay, I think I have one. It started off with the music from Up. Now it's on Harry Potter music. I shall keep you updated on each song played that I like.
So New Years was good. We went to Lazna in Slovenia. It's a small place in the mountains and where we were staying is actually a very small hotel which really means hostel. We were in 34 and we only had 26 beds. But it's okay, I got a bed! I mean I would've been fine sleeping on the floor because I've slept in worse spots. (ie: a pointy rock in my back) Anyways, it was the people of the triathlon society and their families plus the family's families. I got to hang out with my friend Vicky, which you guys have read about her before and I met a new girl from Trieste. She does hurtles for the Trieste track club.
At the start it was just me, my (host) family and my friend's family. It got dark quick and Vicky's mom all took us out to go stargazing. There's one thing I miss about Colorado. All the stars, and this was like being back home again. Then we went back inside and got ready for the biggest dinner of my life.
For starters we had our choice of a broth soup or a mushroom soup. I got both being the good exchange student I am. Then our first plate was a red pepper and carrot lasagna with gnocchi. Then the next plate was tortellini with meat. Then the main was two types of meat with spinach, carrots, sour kraut and potatoes. To finish it off we had a strudel with nuts and apples in it. I kinda died between the first meat course and the other meat course. It was so much food! By the time we'd finished eating it was 11:45.
I got to ring in the New Year with style though. We all went out into the cold night and had Slovenian champagne and got to watch fireworks. We also sang.
I didn't go to bed until 2:30 in the morning. We were all singing and just having fun.
(I've changed my playlist. The first one wasn't doing it for me. Now I'm on one called Why am I so Lazy? Question of my life!)
The next morning, we woke up, had breakfast and went for a hike. We went up to the neighboring mountain. About a 3rd of the way up to the summit, we hit snow. I forgot to mention that even though Lazna is in the middle of the woods, there was no snow. So our hike soon turned into a snow hike. It was so much fun. I got to summit the mountain which stands at 1299m. Not 1300m but 1299m. I summited it with my "host" parents, one of my "host" dad's friends and the 10 year old daughter of another triathlon guy. This 10 year old is bad ass. I mean she blew me away. She took charge of the mountain and just mountain girl-ed it up there. At the summit, I got to write in the journal our group's names. Since I was the first American to summit I got a little obnoxious. 'MERICA!
Skiing. Well it sure was eye opening. My dad had to remind me that I'm spoiled when it comes to snow and skiing. Yeah, I am. Still skiing was fun. We went to Piancavallo for a few days. Piancavallo is in the north, next to the biggest US army base in Italy. I heard American English. It made me so happy! We got there around 11 and I was on the hill within a half hour. I used my "host" mom's boots and my host sister's (who's in America) skis and poles. Okay so the snow wasn't great. It was mashed potato snow in the spring but you can't have it all. I got to meet another girl from Gorizia who I roomed with and I got to meet all of Nicola's friends. They snowboarded. Enough said. Piancavallo used to be the sight of the women's world cup Super-G. I got to ski on that run and even see the start house turned into a restaurant. I really enjoyed it.
Okay, I'm going to cut this post short. The next one I'll be writing will be about my birthday yesterday. So stay tuned. I mean that post should be up by the time you read this one.
So New Years was good. We went to Lazna in Slovenia. It's a small place in the mountains and where we were staying is actually a very small hotel which really means hostel. We were in 34 and we only had 26 beds. But it's okay, I got a bed! I mean I would've been fine sleeping on the floor because I've slept in worse spots. (ie: a pointy rock in my back) Anyways, it was the people of the triathlon society and their families plus the family's families. I got to hang out with my friend Vicky, which you guys have read about her before and I met a new girl from Trieste. She does hurtles for the Trieste track club.
At the start it was just me, my (host) family and my friend's family. It got dark quick and Vicky's mom all took us out to go stargazing. There's one thing I miss about Colorado. All the stars, and this was like being back home again. Then we went back inside and got ready for the biggest dinner of my life.
For starters we had our choice of a broth soup or a mushroom soup. I got both being the good exchange student I am. Then our first plate was a red pepper and carrot lasagna with gnocchi. Then the next plate was tortellini with meat. Then the main was two types of meat with spinach, carrots, sour kraut and potatoes. To finish it off we had a strudel with nuts and apples in it. I kinda died between the first meat course and the other meat course. It was so much food! By the time we'd finished eating it was 11:45.
I got to ring in the New Year with style though. We all went out into the cold night and had Slovenian champagne and got to watch fireworks. We also sang.
I didn't go to bed until 2:30 in the morning. We were all singing and just having fun.
(I've changed my playlist. The first one wasn't doing it for me. Now I'm on one called Why am I so Lazy? Question of my life!)
The next morning, we woke up, had breakfast and went for a hike. We went up to the neighboring mountain. About a 3rd of the way up to the summit, we hit snow. I forgot to mention that even though Lazna is in the middle of the woods, there was no snow. So our hike soon turned into a snow hike. It was so much fun. I got to summit the mountain which stands at 1299m. Not 1300m but 1299m. I summited it with my "host" parents, one of my "host" dad's friends and the 10 year old daughter of another triathlon guy. This 10 year old is bad ass. I mean she blew me away. She took charge of the mountain and just mountain girl-ed it up there. At the summit, I got to write in the journal our group's names. Since I was the first American to summit I got a little obnoxious. 'MERICA!
Skiing. Well it sure was eye opening. My dad had to remind me that I'm spoiled when it comes to snow and skiing. Yeah, I am. Still skiing was fun. We went to Piancavallo for a few days. Piancavallo is in the north, next to the biggest US army base in Italy. I heard American English. It made me so happy! We got there around 11 and I was on the hill within a half hour. I used my "host" mom's boots and my host sister's (who's in America) skis and poles. Okay so the snow wasn't great. It was mashed potato snow in the spring but you can't have it all. I got to meet another girl from Gorizia who I roomed with and I got to meet all of Nicola's friends. They snowboarded. Enough said. Piancavallo used to be the sight of the women's world cup Super-G. I got to ski on that run and even see the start house turned into a restaurant. I really enjoyed it.
Okay, I'm going to cut this post short. The next one I'll be writing will be about my birthday yesterday. So stay tuned. I mean that post should be up by the time you read this one.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)